"Creaky..."

The huge suspension bridge was slowly lowered with a creaking sound, raising a cloud of dust.

Then, the burly, bearded Batu took the lead, leading five looters including Ashilan on sturdy grassland horses, holding iron leaf spears with cold light, and walked out of the suspension bridge slowly.

The six of them had sharp eyes and stared at the enemy on the opposite side with vigilance.

Then, they gradually approached each other with slow steps.

At the same time, the five riders who came to deliver the letter saw the six aggressive looters approaching gradually, and their hearts became nervous involuntarily.

They looked at each other, as if they were communicating with their eyes about how to deal with it.

Then, almost at the same time, they subconsciously put their right hands on the hilts of the sharp long swords at their waists, ready to draw their swords to meet the enemy at any time.

In this way, Batu and the other six stopped when they were about five or six meters away from the opponent.

They stared at each other with hostile and wary eyes, and the atmosphere at the scene instantly became solemn and tense, as if even the air had frozen.

After a stalemate, Batu finally broke the silence.

He poked the iron leaf spear in his hand into the ground expressionlessly, making a muffled sound, and then rode forward with big strides.

He stared straight at the rider who had just talked to him, and asked in a low and hoarse voice: "Where is the letter?"

The rider heard Batu's question, first carefully looked up and down at Batu, who was wearing heavy leather armor and carrying a heavy recurve bow, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

After hesitating for a while, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Batu.

Batu grabbed the parchment without hesitation, unfolded it and glanced at the contents. After confirming that he didn't understand it, he glared at him fiercely, as if warning him not to act rashly.

Then, he turned around and waved to Ashilan and others behind him, and led them to turn their horses around and slowly walked onto the suspension bridge again.

Seeing that Batu and others had received the letter and began to retreat, the five riders who were originally nervous breathed a sigh of relief.

They did not dare to delay at all, and immediately turned their horses around, whipped their horses, and left here quickly.

Batu, Ashilan and other looters had just stepped into the territory of the outer city, and the suspension bridge laid flat on the trench was quickly pulled up by several burly and muscular elite robbers.

These robbers were agile, and in the blink of an eye, the suspension bridge rose high, completely cutting off the passage between the inside and the outside.

"Leader..."

Batu held the letter tightly in his hand and hurriedly climbed the outer city wall.

He trotted to Hood, who was standing on the city wall and looking at the enemy camp in the distance, and handed the letter to him respectfully, then stood upright like a javelin, waiting for Hood's instructions.

Hood took the letter, narrowed his eyes slightly, gently opened the seal with his fingers, took out the letter and unfolded it.

His eyes quickly swept over the words on the paper, and after just one glance, a strange look appeared on his resolute and cold face.

Then, without any hesitation, he handed the letter to Paul beside him.

Paul reached out his hand to take the letter, and read the contents at a very fast speed. Then he looked up, his eyes full of doubt, and said, "Boss, Vito actually wants to invite you out of the city to meet?"

"Yes, tomorrow at noon, the location is set outside the city." Hood nodded slightly, his eyes as deep as a pool of water. At this moment, his mind was surging with thoughts, constantly guessing what Vito wanted to do with this invitation.

Time passed by, and the surroundings fell into a dead silence.

After a long while, Hood finally came back to his senses from his deep thoughts. He turned his head and looked at Paul beside him, and asked, "Paul, what do you think about this? Why do you think he asked me to meet?"

Paul frowned and shook his head slowly, his face also showing confusion and bewilderment: "Boss, to be honest, I can't figure it out for a while. We are enemies now, but he took the initiative to ask for a meeting. It's really a bit strange!"

Listening to Paul's reply, Hood looked at the enemy's camp in the distance and said slowly: "I think there are only two possibilities. One is that he wants to persuade us to surrender, and the other is that he wants to take the opportunity to attack us."

After thinking for a while, Paul nodded in agreement: "Boss, that should be the case."

"Well...you stay at the manor tomorrow, I will take Nott and others to meet him, lord...haha, I have never seen what a noble looks like." After Hood finished speaking, he smiled, as ifLooking forward to meeting him.

"Boss, how about I go for you..." Paul hesitated and said.

"It's okay. He wants to meet me in person. If I don't go, he will think I'm afraid of him." Hood waved his hand and said.

Seeing that Hood was determined, Paul could only nod helplessly.

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The next day, it was noon when the sun was blazing.

From a distance, the military camp standing in the distance suddenly became unusually noisy, with voices coming one after another, as if something major was about to happen.

Then, a team of riders rushed out of the military camp like a gust of wind, the sound of horse hooves resounded through the sky, and raised clouds of dust.

They rushed to the front of the military camp at lightning speed and quickly formed a charging formation, but strangely, after forming the formation, the riders did not continue to charge forward, but stood firmly in place, like a statue, motionless.

At this time, one fully armed soldier after another slowly walked out of the military camp in an orderly manner.

The soldiers' steps were slightly chaotic, and there was a little dissatisfaction on their faces, but under the officers' loud orders, they still came to the open space on the other side and began to form a formation.

Not long after, Vito finally appeared in the sight of everyone under the strict protection of two knights in heavy armor and ten solemn sergeants.

Vito was wearing a gorgeous iron armor, with a long sword inlaid with gems hanging around his waist, sitting on a tall and mighty black horse, and he looked full of vigor and vitality.

However, at this moment, a black shadow suddenly rushed over from the side, grabbed the reins of the horse, and begged: "Lord Vito, your safety is of vital importance to us! It is too dangerous for you to travel rashly like this, please think twice!" It was Conrad.

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