Berserk, Total War: Second Son of Nobles

After daybreak, the entire village was burned to a charcoal-like state as expected. There was nothing left to search and nothing to save.

"I really don't know. We just surrendered to him and I don't know his background." The tied bandit leader cried for help with snot and snot. John opposite him was about to chop him to death or burn him at the stake.

"Ahem...Sir, thank you for saving our village at such a critical moment." At this time, the old priest came as a representative of the entire village to express his gratitude to John.

"You're welcome. This is my job after all. I'm John Hohenzollern, the Governor of the Midland Forest, General White Wolf, the new Count of Franche-Comté. I've received the king's order to come and take over the territory." John replied.

The old priest suddenly realized what was going on. As expected, Midland was preparing to retake this place. The Earldom of Franche-Comté, which had been lost for so many years, was finally going to return.

"By the way, Father, as the elder of the village, do you have any information about the current ruler of this land?" John asked.

"Um, please give me a map." After getting the map, the old priest began to point at the buildings on the map.

"Look here. The entire northern part of the earldom is controlled by a man called the Wandering Baron. He used to be a bandit leader. During the war, he gradually grew into a large-scale bandit group. Recently, he surrendered to the most powerful Count Abnormal and became his lackey, providing him with various materials for him to build castles and palaces."

After saying that, the priest pointed to the southwest of the map and said, "This is a religion called the Many-Faced Church. This religion is just a small cult born during the Hundred Years' War. The high priest attached himself to the Count of Distortion and praised him as a messenger of God, thus becoming the bishop of his territory. Therefore, this high priest can capture anyone in the territory and perform various blasphemous rituals to please the evil god."

Finally, the priest pointed to the east of the map with a serious face and said: "This is the base camp of the Aberrant Count. Legend has it that this Aberrant Count was originally a minor noble, but later became a monster. It is said that he has many arms and tentacles, and his body is like metal. He is not afraid of fire, crossbows, knives, or axes. That's why he was able to gather so many people in a short time and dominate the entire earldom. Even the Yoda people are afraid of him."

"Oh, it's a country of insane people formed by a monster, a madman and a bandit, right? Okay, I'll go fight the baron first, and then go meet that count. Oh, that bandit leader is useless, just chop him up and bury him somewhere."

At present, John's troops are divided into three groups, so John currently has 5000 people plus several cannons. It is more than enough to attack a bandit's nest of 1000 people. So he did not waste any more time here, and quickly led his soldiers to the Baron's base camp. At the same time, he sent messages to the other two teams, asking them to quickly bring their troops to meet up at the Baron's base camp.

Baron's Stronghold

"Drink! Drink!"

The entire castle was filled with a joyful atmosphere, because the Baron had been blessed by the Earl, so as soon as he returned to the territory, he held a banquet to celebrate. It was also a way to consolidate people's hearts so that they knew how powerful the person they were rebelling against was.

In the hall, various bandit leaders were celebrating together, drinking and shouting all kinds of nonsense. The baron sitting upstairs was naturally very happy, because he believed that he had completely unified all the bandit leaders in the entire territory.

"Hey, boss, what benefits did you get from some earl that you gave him so much money?" said a subordinate next to him while toasting the baron.

"You don't know this. In fact, I just wanted to see if the earl was that scary. But when I went there, I was almost scared to death. He didn't even look like a human being. I didn't know where he got those words from. He was just a mountain of flesh." The baron said with lingering fear.

"Boss, how dare you ask him for blessings?" said another subordinate.

"Nonsense, how can I be your boss without courage?" the baron said after he finished cursing.

"I agreed without thinking, and then he gave me a shot with something, and I got this." He then showed them two pairs of bone spurs sticking out from between his fingers.

"Boss, what's the use of this thing?" asked the subordinate next to him puzzledly. After all, things made of bones can be cut in pieces by just a few chops with a bone-chopping knife.

"What's the use?" The baron said, and then he poked the ground with the bone spur, directly breaking through the stone ground.

"Boss is awesome."

"That's okay."

"This is stronger than a sword."

Hearing the praise from his men, the baron felt a little overwhelmed and said under the influence of alcohol:

"When we have enough people, we can just change places and establish ourselves as kings."

"Ah, boss, are we not staying here anymore?" one of the subordinates asked.

"How do you think we can be free with such a monster around? We have to look at the face of that piece of meat every day. No, it has no face at all. I don't even know if it is a man or a woman. It shouldn't exist in this world. Who knows if it will go crazy one day and make us do something that will cost our lives."

After hearing this, all the subordinates felt that this could really happen. For a moment, everyone was in danger and the atmosphere was not as lively as before.

Seeing how scared everyone was, the baron laughed and scolded: "Look at yourselves, how cowardly you are, use your brains, he is staying here, we can move away, I have planned it, we will retreat directly to the west into Midland, and then settle down there, and continue to grow bigger and stronger."

When they heard that they could stay away from that monster count, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and burst into praise.

"Boss, you've thought of it so carefully. We couldn't have thought of it."

"The boss is the boss, he really cares about us."

"The boss is better than those nobles. The boss should be the king."

Hearing the praise from his men, the baron quickly said: "Okay, okay, when I become king, I will make you all nobles."

At such a happy moment, there was a sudden noise of commotion outside, and a bandit ran over and said.

"Boss, it's bad. The Midland regular army is coming."

When everyone heard this, they became confused and some even prepared to run away.

"What are you afraid of? The Midlan army is nothing like them. If they wanted to come, they would have come long ago. They only came after the Yoda people left. Aren't they just trying to take advantage? Everyone, follow me to the city wall and let them see that we are not easy to bully!" The baron shouted loudly. After stabilizing everyone, he led his men directly to the city wall.

When the Baron climbed the city wall...

“Why are there so many?”