Final Lord

Chapter 2: The bandits chase and kill, the desperate counterattack

There are so many desert bandits that if you want to deal with them, you must have a master who can dominate the situation.

Wang Bufu tried hard to open his eyes and looked at his sister Wei Yi Gru, who had saved him from Lincoln.

[Name: Weiyi Gru
Race: Human (common)

Human inherent racial talent: fast training

Occupation: Flame Swordsman
Rank: Extraordinary 1nd level

Level: Level 2 (8 levels left to advance to the next level)

"Transcendent Level 1! Only one level lower than Lincoln! No wonder Wei Yi has the confidence to fight Lincoln.

我今年18岁，唯依只有16岁。16岁的超凡1阶，相当于前世14岁的清华北大。

Oh no, my sister seems to be a genius.

The Flame Swordsman is a magic and martial arts profession that can use some fire magic. It is not a conventional extraordinary advancement, but a hidden profession with an amazing output burst.

But Kate didn't remember Weiyi ever using magic. This little girl was very careful and knew to keep a hidden card for herself.

If it was a one-on-one fight, Wei Yi could definitely easily defeat the desert bandit without a scratch.

Unfortunately, there are at least twenty of those desert bandits. If Weiyi were surrounded, she would be doomed even if she was a major realm ahead.

Weiyi lifted the carriage curtain, took a look outside, and said to Butler Ming, "We can no longer see any trace of those bandits. They are just bandits. Even if they have some strength, they are just a rabble fighting for money.

If they see they can't catch up with us, they won't pursue us anymore. Maybe they've already given up. Let's just slow down the team.

If those bandits really catch up with us, I can just stop them again."

"Okay. That puts my mind at ease." Seeing Butler Ming nod, Wang Bushi used his willpower to overcome his physical discomfort. He endured the severe pain in his head, sat up with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice:
"No, we can't slow down. They're not going to be that easy to shake off."

"Young Master, why did you get up?" Hearing Wang Bufu's weak voice, Butler Ming hurried over and supported Wang Bufu.

Unlike Butler Ming, Wei Yi was not happy to see Wang Bufu wake up, but frowned instead.

She asked in a stern tone, "Oh, Baron, you are so powerful. How come you lost your territory when you are so powerful?"
You lie here comfortably, completely unaware of how tired the horses and caveman slaves are. They are almost exhausted.

"What? You didn't want the territory before, and now you don't want the people either? Do you want to tire your last people and horses to death and become a lord without any support?"

Wang Bufu held his head and said forcefully:

"We can't slow down. Because those bandits are not infantry, but cavalry!

They were called Sand Bandits, and their special skill was Sand Horse Riding, also known as Sand Energy Horse Riding. As long as they were in a sandy area, they could use the sand to summon earth elemental warhorses.

After riding an earth elemental horse, the Sand Bandit's health, attack, and defense will all increase slightly, while its speed will also increase significantly."

Wei Yi became a little more serious, frowned, and asked, "How did you know? Do you know those bandits?"

"I don't know them, but there are books about the Saudi bandits at the Royal Command Academy. Those bandits look exactly like the paintings of the Saudi bandits, so there's no doubt about it.

I wanted to tell you the news when I first saw them, but I was too badly injured at the time and didn't have the strength to speak."

Wei Yi frowned:

"You're talking nonsense. I started school two years earlier than you. How come I haven't learned any information about the Saudi bandits?" Wei Yi obviously didn't believe it.

Having lived two lives, Wang Bufu spoke of his panic without blushing or getting nervous: "Because you studied at the Swordsman Academy and I studied at the Command Academy, we need to learn different things."

"Huh? Aren't the textbooks for the first four years of the Royal Academy the same?" Wei Yi frowned slightly.

"Just because the textbooks are the same doesn't mean the content is the same. I'm the commander, and knowing both myself and the enemy is the key to victory. So I went to the library to learn some information about rare professions. That's a bit beyond the scope for you."

"I see... You really do like reading useless books." Wei Yi no longer doubted it, but continued to ask, "That's not right. There is no sand on the road from our Gru Territory to the Land of Chaos.

Even if those Saudi bandits had the spell-like ability to summon sand horses, they wouldn't be able to use it."

"There is none on our road, but there is one in the east of the territory." Wang Bufu said as he used Kate's memory to piece together a topographic map of the area around Gru Territory in his mind.

"Three kilometers east of where the Saudi bandits intercepted us, there's a stretch of Gobi desert leading to Honey Pot City.

The sand element content of the Gobi terrain has reached the standard for them to release special effects.

The Desert Bandits can last six hours after transforming into cavalry, during which time their speed can reach 15 points, a full 7 points faster than our team. Six hours is definitely enough for them to catch up.

Uncle Ming, how long have we been running since we escaped from the interception?"

"Master, it's 11:56 now. We have been running for two hours and twenty-six minutes." Although Butler Ming has no fighting ability, he has a special skill - he is very sensitive to time and can tell the time without the help of any tools. He can be called a human clock.

"Two and a half hours." Wang Bufu closed his eyes and estimated in his mind.

"The Sand Bandits' speed is 6, and it takes them an hour and a half to reach the Sand. After summoning their warhorses in the Sand, their speed increases to 15, and they begin chasing us.

Taking into account the detour, they should have caught up with us about three hours after we started our pursuit on horseback.

If we keep going, they’ll catch up with us in two hours. But if we stop, they’ll catch up with us in less than half an hour.”

Hearing this, Wei Yi frowned, the corners of her mouth drooped, and her expression became serious.

“It’s useless even if we don’t stop.

Those bandits are all at level 3 strength. If they fight me to the death, I'm sure I can kill most of them before I die. But they can't be that stupid. I can't catch up with their speed of 15.

Even if I dismount and try to intercept them like I did just now, they can still bypass me and chase the carriage directly. I will have no choice but to watch you being slaughtered."

Butler Ming panicked. "What should we do? We can't stop, and we can't keep going. We'll die anyway. How about this? My dear daughter, take Master Kate out of the carriage and take a detour. I'll drive the carriage to distract them."

They are bandits who only want money. I will give them all the supplies and resources in the wagon, and maybe they won't kill me."

"That's a good idea," Wei Yi nodded thoughtfully. "It's better for that loser to be alive. If you die, Old Deng, I'll make sure he comes to visit your grave every year and I won't let him be ungrateful."

Wang Bubu:...

Good man, do you want to listen to what you are saying? Your daughter is so filial, she is so filial.

He shook his head and said, "No. I absolutely cannot gamble your life, Uncle Ming, on the professional ethics of those bandits.

Since running and stopping are both impossible, let's choose a third way. We'll find a place to fight back! We'll leave them all behind."

"Fight back?" Wei Yi looked at Kate in surprise. She had not expected that Kate, who had always been cowardly, would say such brave words.

"Didn't you hear me clearly? I told you I can't beat them. Even if I die, I can only kill some of them, and the rest can still kill you.

The vengeance for the loss of our territory has not yet been avenged, and the old man's body is still in Lincoln's hands. Do you want to die at the hands of a bunch of bandits?"

"Of course you can't do it alone. I'm here with you." Wang Bufu smiled with difficulty. "Don't forget, I'm the commander."

"Heh." Wei Yi sneered. "What's the use of a commander without even a single soldier? You're not even as good as a stronger spearman!
At least the spearman can help me with a few shots, what can you do? Yell and make trouble for me?

You're not thinking of commanding me? Just because you were expelled from the Command Academy? You think too highly of yourself, and too lowly of me."

"Ahem, who said we don't have soldiers?" The potion seemed to be taking effect, and Wang Bufu no longer felt so uncomfortable. He pointed at the carriage window and said, "Aren't our soldiers right outside the carriage? Seventy-six cavemen!"

Wei Yi looked at Wang Bufu with disappointment and said, "I thought you would have some brilliant ideas, but this is all you can say? A coward is a coward."

"Caveman, ah this..." Even Butler Ming couldn't bear to listen any more. "Master Kate, you can't rush to seek medical help. Master, you have lived in the castle for a long time, you don't know much.

The cavemen are a race that is naturally weak, with low attack, defense, health and speed. They are also timid by nature, wanting to escape when faced with a battle. They never know how to work together, and are useless except for being able to dig, eat less and be relatively fertile.

Even the least capable farmer among us humans can beat several cavemen with a dung fork.

Those trained cavemen could rely on their numerical advantage to act as patrols and bully local thugs, but they would be defeated once they encountered regular troops.

Our group of cave slaves weren't even first-tier professionals; they were just untrained, level 0 professionals. They might be fine for turning the soil when clearing land, but forget about relying on them for combat.

With all due respect, cavemen are the worst kind of soldiers when it comes to fighting."

"The worst type of troops? Who said that?" Wang Bufu was unhappy when he heard this. "Uncle Ming, the cavemen are indeed a type of troops with relatively weak combat effectiveness, but they are definitely not a type of rubbish.

A small flame can be extinguished by the wind, but a spark can start a prairie fire. You think cavemen can't fight because you don't know how to avoid their weaknesses and leverage their strengths. But I do.

A commander's ability lies in being able to help his soldiers play to their strengths and avoid their weaknesses.

Uncle Ming, we have no choice. If you don't believe me, I won't try the method you mentioned. That method is actually gambling with your life!

In my mind, you are as important as my father and an indispensable family member to me. Even if it comes to the last resort, I don’t want you to take risks.

Those Saudi bandits must be coming for me. I'll leave the little flame with Weiyi. You and Weiyi go ahead and leave me a horse. I'll hold them back."

Hearing that the frail Wang Bufu actually cared so much about him, Butler Ming was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes. He hugged Wang Bufu and said loudly:

"Master! Don't do this. I am willing to die for you! If my method is to gamble with my life, then your method is to gamble with your life.

I'd rather die for you than risk my life. I'm older, I've lived many more years than you, and I've lived enough. But you're still young, and you still have a future.

You are the master's only blood. Before he died, he hugged me and told me that he would entrust you to me. If I let you die before me, how can I have the nerve to go down to see the master! "

"Uncle Ming!" Wang Bufu wiped his tears and said, "Uncle Ming, I have been hiding something from you. Before my father died, he told me that if I had any potential, you would tutor me well. If I had no potential, I would hand over the fire of the territory to you and let you be the lord in my place.

But I was useless. I was confused for a moment and gave the fire to that thief Lincoln. I deserved to die, Uncle Ming. This little fire is for you and Wei Yi, so I can die with peace of mind.

"Oh! Master!"

"Uncle Ming! Ah!" Wang Bufu and Butler Ming hugged each other and cried, the master and servant sobbing uncontrollably. But Wang Bufu's tear-soaked eyes kept looking at Weiyi Gru.

Wang Bufu appeared to be speaking to Butler Ming, but everything he said was meant for Weiyi. He knew full well that Butler Ming had no fighting ability, so his attitude didn't really matter. It was Weiyi's attitude that mattered most. To deal with those desert bandits, the cavemen were important, but Weiyi was equally crucial!

"From Kate's memory, I can tell that although Weiyi Gru is very vicious in his words, he still loves Butler Dai Ming very much in his heart, and he is not completely without feelings for Kate.

Weiyi, I believe that you, like me, will not gamble with my life and your father's life.

I have analyzed all the paths for you. None of them are perfect and will inevitably involve sacrifices. Only the path I give you is the best of both worlds.

Come on, Weiyi, you have no choice. Put aside your prejudices, fight alongside me, and become my loyal minister! "

tsk...

In Wang Bufu's expectation, a small smacking sound escaped from Wei Yi's bright red lips.

She glared at the two of them and said to Butler Ming, "Enough, Lao Deng, you're not dead yet, stop crying like a woman. I admit that what the coward said this time has some truth to it. If you run away, you'll die, and if you don't run away, you'll die too. Might as well fight! But..."

Wei Yi looked at Wang Bu Fu with a frown on her face:
"Coward, I don't believe those caveman slaves will have any impact on the battle.

If you want us to take the risk and counterattack those desert bandits, then you must show me the hope of success. If you can show me hope, then I will fight alongside you once and follow your command in battle.

On the contrary, if you can't give me hope, then just do as you said and drive the carriage away from the bandits. I swear, if you die, I will help you get revenge. And as for the old man's revenge, when I grow up, I will definitely find Lincoln to get it back with interest."

"My dear daughter, no, how can you let the young master..."

"Okay! It's a deal." Uncle Ming was about to speak when Wang Bufu agreed immediately, fearing that Wei Yi would go back on her word.

(End of this chapter)