Chapter 119 Rescue Squad (Ⅰ)

"Brother Tire, I knew you had a solution! Tell me, how will our old hero save Delin Town this time?" Flint looked at the old ranger with a smile, expecting him to solve the current crisis, Just as it was done twenty years ago.

"Don't do this!" Old man Tire gave the dwarf an angry look, "Dwarf, we humans are different from you dwarves. Time has treated humans very cruelly. You look the same as you did twenty years ago, but I don't anymore. It was the young and energetic Guillaume twenty years ago who couldn't afford the mission of being a 'hero' regardless of his body or spirit, so he could only entrust this honor to the younger generation."

The words were a bit sad, and Joan noticed that Flint and Tyndall's faces showed a sense of loss, maybe it was recalled by the grandfather's emotion about their youth.

"Jason, I have two thoughts about asking for help from the outside world."

"Mr. Tyre, please tell me." Mayor Tyndall looked at the old ranger respectfully, his eyes full of expectation.

"Just two hours ago I sent a letter to the Algonquin Valley, and if my animal messenger - a strong falcon - is not intercepted on the journey, Victor Kalinin and Matoka Powhatan will receive my letter."

"Will the Asa people come to our aid?" Flint could not help interjecting.

"Based on what I know about the couple, they should help. After all, this is also related to Powhatan Village's own interests. If Delin Town is destroyed, then the next target of the goblin and lizardman coalition's looting must be For Powhatan Village, saving us is equivalent to saving themselves." Old man Tire analyzed calmly.

Joan nodded repeatedly. According to what he saw and heard during his sojourn in Powhatan Village, my grandfather analyzed the mentality of the Asa people very well. My parents also have good reasons to save Delin Town.

"It is a long way from Powhatan Village to Delin Town. Even if Kalinin and the Powhatan couple intend to send troops to help, we may not be able to survive until the moment when the reinforcements arrive, so we cannot pin all our hopes on the Asa people. , but also to find another way of life." Old man Tire said.

"What is the other way of life you mean?" Mayor Tyndale asked curiously.

"Ask for help from the garrison at Port Layton." The old man Tire saw that the expectation on Tyndall's face quickly turned into disappointment, smiled slightly, and continued: "But there is no need to send someone to Port Layton to see the Governor, go directly to the Derlin Valley. Cavalry camp, seek help from Major George Vassar."

"There is indeed a cavalry training camp in the Delin River Valley, which is about two to three days away from the town. It would be best if the commander of the local garrison would rescue us. The problem is that the newly appointed cavalry major, George Vaser, has How likely is it to mobilize troops to join the battle in Delin without the authorization of the governor and commander?" Flint stroked his beard, hesitantly, "Brother Tire, are you familiar with that Major Vassar?"

"Of course I'm not familiar with him. I don't know that major at all." Old man Tell said nonchalantly.

"You don't even know him, why should he risk going to a military court to help you!" Flint shouted angrily.

"I'm sure that the unknown Major Vasa is willing to help, based on two reasons." The old ranger raised two fingers, "First, Victor Kalinin spoke highly of him, my little brother rarely Mistakes; besides, George Vassar is a paladin of Timothy, Queen of Karma, and his faith does not allow him to watch civilians being murdered by mobs without doing anything."

"This doesn't sound like a reliable reason, Brother Tire. As far as I know, when obedience to superior orders and combating evil cannot be achieved at the same time, paladins with rigid thinking tend to choose the former. Our Will the Major be an exception?" asked the old dwarf worriedly.

"No matter what kind of person Major Vasa is, we have no other option but to try to persuade him to send troops to rescue—at least this is worth trying." Old Man Thiel said decisively.

"Yes, whether Major Vasa is willing to rescue is one thing. As far as we are concerned, we must send the request letter to him as soon as possible, and leave the rest to Goddess of fate." Mayor Tyndall sighed He took a deep breath, and continued, "I'm going to start writing the letter now. The remaining question is who will deliver the letter. Mr. Thiel, do you have any other 'animal messengers' available?"

"It's best not to let the birds deliver this letter. The colony regular army's garrison is different from our militia camp. A large open space will always be cleared around the barracks as a warning area. Any bird that tries to fly over the warning area will be sentry. Shoot down to prevent leaking military secrets, animal messengers can’t open their mouths to reveal their identities, and the possibility of being accidentally injured by sentries is very high, we can’t take such a risk.” Old man Tire analyzed carefully.

"Leave it to me, then!" said Flint, puffing up his chest. "I promise to deliver the letter to George Vassar, and if the major gentleman dares to refuse, huh! I'll take him by the beard and drag him to the Come to Delin Town!"

Tyndale and Tyre looked at each other and shook their heads knowingly. The fiery temper of the old dwarf is obviously not suitable for being a messenger-how can this be the attitude of asking for help? It is simply to offend people!

"Mr. Flint, you are the supreme commander of the militia in this town. The town may be attacked by the enemy at any time. At such a critical juncture, we cannot do without you as the 'pillar'. It is better to send errands and other errands." Give it to us young people, I happen to be familiar with the road leading to the cavalry camp!" Roger said with a playful smile.

"Your mouth is really good at speaking, but then again, we really need a articulate messenger. I hope your eloquence will come in handy when we persuade Major Vasa." The old dwarf stroked his beard and said.

Dick was already eager to try, and found his father's displeasure, and said loudly before he scolded Roger: "It's too dangerous for Roger to deliver the letter by himself, so let all the members of our militia team take on this task together, Tom, Joanne , you don’t object, do you?”

Before Joan could speak, Tom rushed to answer: "Is there even a question? We are a team, of course we advance and retreat together! By the way, do you want to bring Weiss with you? He is also our teammate, and it is not easy to leave him alone. All right?"

"If Weiss doesn't mind, you can take him with you to deliver the letter. First, our safety is more secure with him, a high-ranking druid, and second, Weiss is the party involved in the cold-blooded tribal coup. Major Vasa's explanation of the huge threat to human villages and towns after Cottard and Basson came to power is more convincing." Roger's analysis is justified as always.

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