At this time, on the banks of the Green Water River, a team of knights was tracing back to the source.

There were only seven or eight people, but there were more than a dozen horses. They galloped along the somewhat empty sandy sands of the river, as if they never tired.

The knights' bodies seem to be a kind of standard plate armor, and there is a high degree of similarity in terms of material and color and style of armor, which is obviously from the same source.

On this team rushing in the direction of the northeast, like a whirlwind, there was a strong smell of blood, and the birds and beasts scattered everywhere they went.

But this smell of blood is not the kind of killing spirit of the elite of a hundred battles, it is the sharp will to fight that has been sharpened after countless victories, but this army feels like a sharpening shield and talking knife, and the whole team has a kind of suppressed death that makes people not come up.

The knight at the head did not wear a helmet, he was tall, and his facial features were still upright, but when they were put together, they looked too deliberately rigid, and his cheeks were shiny by the wind, showing a faint purple, reminiscent of the kind of stone that had been cracked by the cold.

Presumably because he wanted to cover up this somewhat uncomfortable complexion, the knight had a long beard that covered the entire chin and half of his cheeks, and eventually became a large patch of hair at the back of his head. In such a bearded forest, his two eyes were like two caves in the mountains, but one of the two caves was blocked, and the wound on the healed eye condensed into a ball of twisted flesh, slightly sunken under the eye socket.

His other intact eye, staring at the forest in front of him, seemed to be trying to find some trace of prey in it.

"My lord, there are horses in the woods ahead, as if someone had cut them and left them here. Beside him, a sharp-eyed young knight reported with some excitement. The momentum of the entire team also lifted, and a little more anger came out of it.

The one-eyed count grasped the reins with one hand and slowly stopped his horse, while with the other he grasped a piece of iron hanging from his neck, and he was the only one in the whole cavalry who remained as usual in the whole cavalry procession.

"Go up and have a look at the two of them, and the rest of them fix their place for a while, and then change horses again. ”

The Earl's words pierced the hearts of the people like a piece of ice that had not melted, and they trembled and climbed down from their horses, not caring where to tie them, but placing the reins on Lin. However, the horses that had just carried the knight were not in any mood for activity, and the knights, who had just climbed down from their horses, fell to their knees on the rain, and did not run around, and were not even able to walk two steps to the river and drink a few sips of water.

The sharp-eyed knight winked at one of his teammates, and the two climbed off their horses and into the woods. The terrain in the bushes is too complicated, and the two of them can't walk on horseback, which is far less convenient than walking underground.

They untied the reins from the tree, and the sharp-eyed knight nodded after a moment's look, while the other knight cut off a section of the rope with great concern, looked at it carefully, threw it into his mouth and chewed it twice, and then spit on the ground, and announced loudly

"Yes, it must have been tied to the reins of the warhorse! ”

The knight, chewing the reins in his mouth, was about to return to the camp by the river to give the Count a detailed report on the texture and weaving of the rope, but he had not gone a few steps before he heard another sharp sword from the sharp-eyed knight

"Iron-headed arrows! There are still traces of a fight just over here. ”

The Earl, who sat cross-legged on a meadow, recuperated himself, and immediately rose from the ground when he heard this.

"Is there only the iron-headed one? nothing else, like that kind of grassland arrow?"

Hearing this, the two knights searched the woods again, but soon they straightened up again and shook their heads sharply in the direction of the camp.

The Count frowned slightly, and even the beard on his chin curled up deeply

"We have come all the way, and we have not found any great Prus, this horse was most likely ridden by His Highness, and from the worst point of view, those arrows may have been left behind by the steppe people. The so-called rather believe what it has than what it doesn't. Although this place is spacious, there are not many roads suitable for war horses to gallop in front of us, so we will chase them now!"

He walked to the river in three or two steps, and did not care that the river was muddy, so he leaned down and drank bitterly, and by the way, he also washed his beard with thick dust, revealing its somewhat gray color. As if he had regained all his strength, he found another horse and climbed on it.

Several of the knights around him lowered their heads in shame, and then forced themselves to muster up, gritted their teeth and got up from the ground, trying to keep up with the old earl's pace.

The two knights, who had just entered the forest, one of them carrying two broken reins in his hand, and the other Rao holding a few broken arrows in his hand, ran back to the camp by the river in one breath, and stuffed it towards the earl, who had already mounted his horse.

The two of them looked happy, although they were fighting at this time, and it was impossible to win a reward, but as long as they could be familiar with this living legend of the Levitt Kingdom, it would be worthwhile

The old legend stretched out a palm with thick body hair, took the reins and the arrow, looked at them for a moment, and then threw them on the lin, his brows stretched slightly, and asked, "Have you ever seen the traces of horses moving, and where did the footprints go?"

The two knights looked at each other, their faces turned red, and they bowed their hands slightly towards the bearded man in front of them, and then ran back to the woods without looking back

These two knights were also the youngest in the group, and these knights did not make jokes about them on weekdays, and when they saw the two of them embarrassed, they also let out a burst of rough laughter.

In the midst of the laughter, the reins and arrows that the earl had just dropped were naturally forgotten by several knights, and no one asked any more, only a few cold lights flashed silently in the earl's single eye.

First, these people also feel that their Royal Highness the Crown Prince has already fought with the steppe people, and they have only raised their morale by relying on hatred, even if they hide it, they must hide it.

The Count sat down on his horse, shifted his lower body, and straightened up again. He looked behind him, and the few knights behind him who could be counted were a few points less than the remnants of the soldiers that had gathered at the beginning this time. As soon as he thought of this, the figure of the one-eyed earl knight seemed to be a little more desolate.

Raised the army in his teens and fought with the steppe people for decades, naturally each has its own victories and defeats, but whether it wins or loses, it is nothing more than waves of casualties, the son puts on his father's armor, the younger brother carries his brother's spear, the steppe people come and go like the wind, and want to solve the enemy once and for all, and realize the true prosperity and peace of the kingdom, which is the goal of his life, but he is afraid that he will not see it.

Since the death of the first king, in the war with the steppe people "Yasi" tribe, the kingdom of Levitt has lost more and won less, and in a recent war, it lost the capital again, and was burned down by the steppe people, and even the prince was captured, and he did not know the whereabouts of what he saw. His trip was to recover the exiled prince from the steppe Rao and rebuild the center in Starloudenburg, further north.

"The horse's hooves are heading north!"

"The location of the northeast! not due north!"

The two young knights stumbled back from the woods, shouting out the results of their search. By this time a kind of knight had already turned over on his horse, his weapon in his hand, and the earl at the head had put on the helmet that had been tied to the horse's back.

They had already fought with the steppe people on this trip I don't know how many encounters, and although they were physically and mentally exhausted at this time, they also did not lack the courage to fight again.

What's more, they also knew in their hearts that this long expedition would eventually come to an end, marching in the direction of the northeast, even if the road was dangerous, it was also the way home.

What's more, it is clear in his heart that the earl is in a hurry to return to China at this time, and he may not be making a plan for his family and several knights who are on the expedition this time.

The two knights who had gone to the forest first had obviously not mastered the unwritten agreements between the nobles, and at this time they hurriedly climbed into their horses, and hurriedly wrapped themselves up, thinking of some great things to make a difference.

And several knights who have become barons secretly wonder in their hearts, there are many people who have died along the way, including several barons, as far as they know, one of the barons happens to have no son, only a daughter who has grown to the age of thirteen or fourteen, I don't know if it will be a knight with bright eyes, or the knight with a sharp mouth can naturally become Mr. Good Luck.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded again, and the knights continued northward again, and the setting sun shone obliquely, falling into the forest, pulling out a long shadow. At this time, it was summer, the sun sank into the southwest, the knights turned their backs to the sun, as if they were chasing their own shadows forward, although it was still the forest, the riverside, a few people and a dozen horses, but the air was a little more refreshing, plus the sight in front of them was clear, the direction of the knights seemed to have a little brighter, and even the sound of the horses' hooves was a little more beautiful.

On the South China Sea, a breeze was tied up, a young man held the railing far away, and the setting sun fell on his shoulders, as if his lines were a little softer, a little less reckless, but a little more elegant. A sailor couldn't help but step forward in three or two steps, wanting to see what kind of scenery it was, which attracted the knight to look at it so intently for more than half an afternoon.

It seems that this adult has been standing there since he scrubbed the deck at noon, right?

"Your Excellency?"

The knight in front of him was still holding on to the edge of the merchant ship in a daze, as if he had not heard the cry of the sailor, and did not move.

The sailor scratched his head, and his heart was even more surprised and admired. It really deserves to be a noble bloodline, and he can be so meticulous and patient when he looks at the sea. He didn't think that it was Orlando who was arrogant and too lazy to pay attention to him, and after a dozen days on the ship, everyone knew in their hearts that although this knight was of noble birth, he was completely different from the down-and-out children they had seen before, with a big title, and a landowner of three or five peasant families, but his nose was more high. This is a kind-hearted person, who talks to everyone in a soft voice, and usually cleans up things by himself, and he doesn't have that feeling of being angry at all.

Of course, Orlando can have this status on the ship, mainly because although Orlando only claims to be a knight of a family, whenever he passes through the port, as long as he shows his flag, he can really exempt the ship from a lot of taxes, which is indeed a skill that those nobles did not have before. Even Will, the captain of the ship, treated this humble nobleman differently, and they naturally became more and more respectful as sailors.

The sailor couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart, and quietly climbed onto the other side of the ship, and quietly glanced at what the man was doing, but he only saw Orlando's eyes tightly closed, and his face flushed, not like to enjoy the scenery again, but like ...... Leaned on the side of the ship and fell asleep.

The sea breeze blew on the sailor's face, and the smell was still as salty as ever, but at this moment he suddenly felt that the taste was a little different.

At this time, the wind was cold, and it was very urgent, if the Orlando knight blew typhoid fever, the sailor only felt a hot pain on his face blown by the sea breeze, and hurriedly walked up and slowly supported Orlando.

"Your Excellency?!"

"Ah, why are you here? The boat is still shaking, you have to be careful, don't fall on your head. ”

The sailor couldn't help but feel embarrassed, feeling that this was a little bumpy when he was walking because the ship encountered a storm, so he lay down here, and he didn't dare to move until now.

"Since you are not used to the wind and waves, you can find someone to help you go back, so why bother. ”

After making sure that the ship was indeed stable, Orlando stood still on the boat, and stomped his feet several times before replying, "I saw that you all had something to do, and it would not be a bad thing for me to disturb me, so I thought about lying here for a while, but I didn't expect to fall asleep here." ”

At this point, Orlando surrounded the people on the ship again, and lowered his voice: "It's best not to mention the fact that I sleep on the deck, especially our captain." ”

When the sailor was about to nod his head in response, a pair of large hands suddenly fell heavily on the shoulders of the two of them.

"Oh, what's the matter, and you're going to hide it from me? Could it be that you, a landlubber, were so scared by the storm on the boat that you peed your pants?"

There was a deafening noise in Orlando's ears, and the source of the sound was Captain Will, who was bare-shouldered at this time, as if he had just drunk two glasses of wine, he looked at Orlando quite understandingly, and continued: "Don't worry, I won't tell you to spare it, you nobles, you want a face, I'll give you this face, don't pee your pants out." ”

Orlando was just about to explain, but he found that several pairs of sympathetic colors had been cast on the deck of the merchant ship, and his scalp was numb and he was at a loss.

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