I was a lord farming, how did I become an emperor?

Chapter 199 Silver Claw Tribe
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evening.

Frostwolf Forest.

Rhodes stood in the valley, with Durant beside him and the Winter's Iron Guards behind him.

"Holy Lord, they have returned."

Gala reported.

Rhodes nodded, and not long after Gala finished speaking, the burly figure of the white wolf appeared in the forest ahead.

Just as the white wolf was about to reach Rhodes, Vivian's figure also appeared.

"They are indeed very cautious."

Vivian gave a serious evaluation, then casually took the map from Durant's hand and spread it on the stone.

"Those lynx people are hiding in the caves in the ravine ahead."

Rod smiled and nodded.
"Even though they were so cautious, you still managed to find them."

"Different."

Vivian reached out to pat the white wolf's head, but the wolf dodged her hand.

Vivian was slightly exasperated, but she didn't hold back her praise.

"If the eagle hadn't pinpointed their approximate location and the white wolf hadn't caught their scent, I would have had a hard time knowing who they were."

“Yes, Sherry told me that these lynx people are natural assassins and thieves, and are very good at stealth.”

Rhodes looked at the white wolf, "The white wolf has indeed made a great contribution this time."

Because when the white wolf was leading the wolf pack in hunting training, it smelled an unusual odor from the excrement.

Then, the patrol team's eagle-feathered savages searched the surrounding area and finally found the trail of the lynx people.

Otherwise, the other party might have slipped away unnoticed.

"Your Excellency, Baron."

Durant stepped forward. "Now that we've located them, shall we launch an attack?"

"No, we're going to set up a pocket trap."

Rhodes shook his head. "I want them alive."

"I'm curious to know what drives these lynx people.

Rod frowned and explained:
“Sheri told me that the lynx people are not as honest as the yak people; the lynx people are very proud.”

"They will not easily submit to anyone."

"Moreover, these lynx people are not inherently ferocious. They live in the deep forest and have never attacked or plundered humans."

"So I'm curious."

Rhodes' words made everyone fall into deep thought.

"Perhaps they were driven here by the lizardmen and had no choice but to flee into Black Pine Ridge?"

Vivian tentatively suggested, "Perhaps they weren't here to kill Chris at all?"

"That depends on their specific direction of advance."

Rhodes gazed ahead. "If they're just going to stay here and live here, then I'll invite them to join Frostleaf Town."

"But if they continue eastward, they will only be taken prisoner."

Rod looked at Durant and said, "No matter what, get things arranged first and get the pocket drawn up."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Durant immediately began making arrangements.

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Edge of the Black Rock Mountains.

Snow Rabbit Cave.

Chris has been having a very easy time these days.

Aside from his daily practice, he spends the rest of his time with his wife and children.

Sunlight streamed in through the cave entrance, creating a warm and tranquil atmosphere.

This is a rare warmth in the frozen spring month.

Chris sat on a wooden stool, teaching his daughter to read.

A rare moment of relaxation and leisure.

But the more he felt this way, the more guilty Chris felt.

He's being supported by others every day, like a useless person.

Chris felt that they were wasting the lord's food supplies, and that soldiers were needed to guard them.

Chris's wife, Emina, could tell what he was thinking, and leaned on his shoulder from behind.
"Don't worry, don't you often talk and discuss things with Durant and the Cavaliers?"

Emina comforted her, "Besides, weren't you the one who trained the two squads of soldiers who stayed here?"

"These are all insignificant."

Chris sighed.

He really has to thank Durant for that.

Durant was worried that he would be lonely, so he often took time to come here to exchange ideas with him on military training, management, and breathing techniques.

This made Chris feel that he still had some value.

"Father, how do you pronounce that word?"

The youngest daughter's innocent voice interrupted Chris and his wife's conversation.

"loyalty."

Chris looked at the words in the book and answered gently.

What does loyalty mean?

The little girl blinked her big eyes.

"Obey the lord's orders, carry out his will, and do not do anything to harm him."

Chris stroked his daughter's hair. "It's a precious quality."

His voice carried a hint of self-mockery.

“My father had lost this quality before, but he picked it up again.”

"Ivy should have this quality in the future!"

The little girl looked at Chris intently, and Chris smiled and nodded.

"Lord Chris, may I come in?"

The soldier's voice interrupted the tender moment between father and daughter.

Chris looked up; soldiers were standing outside the cave.

"can."

The soldier strode in, followed by a messenger.

The messenger bowed to Durant and then presented him with the long wooden box he was holding.

"Lord Chris, this is a new weapon that the lord has sent you."

The messenger carefully placed the wooden box on the table. "This is a longsword made of special materials."

"The lord specifically instructed,"

The messenger paused, "Although it wasn't forged by his own hands, it can rival Lord Durant's Thornbreaker."

"Moreover, this sword can be infused with the knight's battle aura to enhance its power."

Chris quickly stood up and carefully opened the wooden box.

The dark blue blade was covered with strange patterns, making it clear that it was no ordinary longsword.

Chris turned and waved to Emina, who immediately understood and ran into the cave.

She came out quickly, carrying a pair of leather gloves.

"Please thank the lord for me."

Chris took the leather gloves and handed them to the messenger with both hands. "These were made by my wife in her spare time. Please present them to the lord for me."

"I hope my humble return gift will not be disdainful to my lord."

"Yes, Lord Chris."

The messenger respectfully accepted the gloves.

"Then I'll go back and deliver the message."

The messenger bowed and left the cave.

Chris followed her out and watched her leave.

Chris quickly ran back to the cave, took out his longsword, and began to wield it in the open space.

This sword was much heavier than the ones he usually used.

Chris felt he needed some time to familiarize himself with the new longsword.

"Can you inject air?"

Chris tried to channel the energy within his body into the longsword.

The originally dull sword pattern suddenly began to glow.

"Really?"

Chris stared at the sword in surprise, then casually slashed at a nearby tree.

stab-

With a soft crack, the tree trunk, thicker than Chris's thigh, was instantly severed!
"what?!"

Chris stared at the tree falling straight down, unable to believe his eyes for a moment.

Several soldiers originally wanted to come and practice swordsmanship with Chris, to spar with him.

Upon seeing this, they immediately stopped in their tracks.

The soldiers didn't have Durant's ability to cut through thorns, but they had heard of it.

It now appears that the new sword in Sir Chris's hand is also a weapon of equal quality.

Such swords could easily cause their blades to break.

The soldiers were reluctant to part with their weapons.

Chris was extremely excited to own such a fine longsword.

I spent the whole afternoon familiarizing myself with my new sword and pushing it to its limits.

But receiving this new sword made Chris even more anxious.

I don't know when I'll be able to serve the lord.

Night falls.

Chris was a little tired from training.

After a quick wash, they returned to the cave.

The soldiers on night watch would get hungry, and Emina and the servants would prepare some midnight snacks for them.

After resting, Chris joined the soldiers for a late-night snack.

As is customary, the soldiers take turns eating.

After one team finishes eating, another team comes in to replace them.

However, before the first team had finished eating, the second team of guards entered the cave.

Chris looked at the soldiers pouring in with some confusion, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Aren't you supposed to be on guard duty outside?" The words had barely left his mouth.

A dark-skinned young knight, dressed in full armor, walked in.

"Lord Chris."

The knight nodded slightly in salute.

"I am Sao Graystone, captain of the knight squad under the Holy Lord, and I am now ordered to take over your defenses."

"Please cooperate with my work from now on."

Chris was slightly taken aback by São's words.

He looked outside and saw some figures indistinctly.

Chris didn't know what had happened, but his good manners made him nod immediately.

"Ok."

Chris unconsciously tightened his grip on the newly acquired longsword.

The atmosphere inside the cave suddenly became tense.

Emina wisely picked up the child and then led her other daughter into the cave.

"Thanks you."

Sao nodded expressionlessly, then turned and ordered outside, "Everyone, go into the cave and guard all the entrances."

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late at night.

Vika, breathing almost silently, moved slowly forward under the cover of darkness.

He was the leader of the Silverclaw tribe, covered in short, dark brown fur with gray and white markings.

Standing at 1.7 meters tall, he is considered one of the taller members of the Lynx family.

Vika's triangular, pointed ears twitched slightly as he tried to catch the sounds around him.

His amber-colored vertical pupils searched for suspicious figures around him.

After repeatedly confirming that there were no hidden sentries, he waved to those behind him.

Four other clansmen who looked very much like him appeared silently behind him like ghosts.

Some have gray-brown fur, while others have pure black fur.

These tribesmen were not as tall as Vika, generally around 1.6 meters, and very thin; there wasn't a single strong man among them.

"According to the information given by the lizardmen, the target is in the cave ahead."

Vika communicated using a low-pitched voice that only the Lynx could hear.
"We'll sneak in. Remember, don't alert anyone else. Find the target as quickly as possible and kill only him."

Vika drew the bone knife from his hand.

This is a weapon passed down from our ancestors, exceptionally sharp.

“Kill that human named Chris, retrieve the ancestral casket, and get completely away from those filthy guys.”

Vika's gaze was resolute, and the tribesmen behind him nodded emphatically.

"Do it!"

The five lynx-men retreated silently, disappearing into the darkness.

The next moment, they reappeared near the cave.

Behind them, each was followed by four members of their tribe.

A full twenty lynx-men surrounded the cave.

There are only two guards.

The Lynx Man's night vision allows him to see clearly within fifty meters even in the dark.

Vika frowned.

This seems rather simple.

Didn't humans deploy more guards?

Vika's intuition told him that easy prey is often the most dangerous.

But time was of the essence; we were already here, and there was no time to think further.

"Teams one and two will stand guard outside to provide support."

"The other two teams will enter from above."

He pointed to a natural fissure in the cave ceiling.

"Avoid the guards at the main gate."

Ten lynx-men climbed the rock face like ghosts, their sharp claws making no sound as they struck the stone.

Their bodies are as flexible as liquid, easily passing through narrow gaps.

Vika was the first to rappel down into the cave.

The soles of my feet touched the ground lightly, without making a sound.

The other Lynxmen followed closely behind.

Inside the cave, the firelight flickered, and a guard leaned against the wall, dozing off, drool slowly dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Using the shadows as cover, Vika stealthily made his way into the cave.

Soon, in the innermost part, on a wooden plank covered with straw mats, a human lay down.

Vika quickly identified his target.

—A human knight around forty years old, with brown hair and a calm expression, he is a junior leader.

Vika waved his hand, and four Lynx-men followed him and surrounded him.

Vika raised the bone knife, staring intently at the target's neck, and slowly moved closer.

Vika could already picture himself slicing open the throat of this young human leader.

"Human, the Claw Clan will remember your contribution."

Vika silently recited it in his heart.

Just one step away from the target, the target on the straw mat suddenly opened its eyes!

The next instant, the target drew a dark blue longsword from beneath him and swept it across Vika and the other lynx-men!

"retreat!"

Vika exclaimed in surprise and quickly retreated two steps with his kin.

"So you're already awake, Chris."

A glint of malice flashed in Vika's eyes. "But you must die today!"

"kill him!"

At Vika's command, he immediately lunged at Chris!
"I never imagined you would actually become slaves of the lizardmen, proud lynx people."

A calm voice rang out at the cave entrance.

The foreign language sounded a bit awkward, but Vika could understand it.

Vika immediately turned around.

A handsome young man slowly walked into the cave.

“I am Rod Tulip, the Baron Lord of Blackpine Ridge.”

The boy's voice rang out again, "Give up the resistance, and fewer of your people will die."

As Rod finished speaking, shouts and screams erupted from outside.

The lynx's cry is very sharp and can be heard clearly even in caves.

“You only have ten tribesmen outside, while I have fifty.”

Rhodes said calmly, "And here, there are my Winter's Iron Guards."

As soon as he finished speaking, heavy footsteps came from the cave next to him, and more than a dozen fully armed soldiers rushed out.

Their silver-white armor gleamed in the firelight, and they raised their shields and longswords, surrounding all the Lynx people.

Vika now realizes that this is a trap.

"Silver Claw will not give in easily!"

Vika's face hardened. "Charge out!"

Vika glanced at the cave entrance ahead, then, wielding a bone knife, charged forward first!
Rod shook his head helplessly, raised his hand and waved it forward forcefully.

The Winter Guard understood, raised its shield, and slowly advanced, responding to the Lynx Man.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Heavy footsteps echoed in the cave, striking Vika's heart like a hammer blow.

The Lynx-men instinctively retreated, huddling together back to back, nervously facing the Winter's Iron Guard.

"kill!"

Vika brandished his bone knife, trying to carve a path through the blood.

Dangdang Dangdang!
The blade clashed with the shield, producing only a crisp metallic sound, without causing any real damage.

Faced with the attack, the Winter Guardian swung his shield, knocking the Lynx Man back repeatedly.

The shield wall was as solid as an iron wall, and the Lynx's space was getting smaller and smaller.

Kovica still gritted his teeth and refused to surrender.

At that moment, another middle-aged guard, Durant, ran into the cave.

"Take them all!"

Durant reported loudly, "As you instructed, we didn't kill them. Three were seriously injured, six were slightly injured, and only one had a scratch."

"These lynxes are quite stubborn."

Rhodes said calmly, “Bring in the lynx man with the scraped skin.”

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Durant responded and immediately ran out to bring the Bobcats in.

Rhodes took the Lynx from the soldier and pinched the man's cheek.
"Your leader is very stubborn. Why don't you help me persuade him?"

The lynx-man kept his head down and didn't speak.

In fact, if Rhodes gave the order now, the Winter Guard could chop these Lynxmen into mincemeat.

But this does Rhodes no good.

Rhodes felt that since these lynx people could serve the lizard people, they could also serve him.

Their talent for stealth makes them perfectly capable of forming an assassination organization.

However, Rhodes knew that these lynx people were very stubborn.

We need to find a way to completely subdue these lynx people.

At the very least, they should obediently put down their weapons.

"Have some backbone."

Rod grabbed the prisoner by the neck and shouted outside.
"Frost".

As soon as he finished speaking, the two-legged wyvern slowly entered the cave.

Rhodes picked up the Lynx captive and walked to Frostbite, then turned to look at Vika.

"My pet hasn't had its midnight snack yet."

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