"Stop all action now!" I repeat...... Kill!"

The flag bearer repeated Vivien Leigh's words, and when he saw that there was still a dazed fellow crashing headlong into the formation, he immediately conveyed Vivien Leigh's order. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In an instant, like eggshells striking on a stone, the thugs armed with worn-out weapons were reduced to lifeless pieces of flesh.

This is the fundamental difference between a professional soldier and a clay-legged man, and the knights, with their uninterested slashing swords, slices the struggling thugs into pieces like a meat grinder.

Vivien covered her mouth in horror, and soon she couldn't stand the pungent smell of blood in the air, and turned around and bent down.

And Lolita and Leonard didn't behave better than her, the boys and girls were pale, and even their calves were trembling.

Charlotte looked at Vivien Leigh beside her, and although the latter's watery eyes flashed with unbearable resistance, she still gritted her teeth and put on an unwavering determined expression.

Although Fei Wenli sympathizes with the weak, she is by no means a good old man with a pedantic personality. She is well aware of the ever-changing and treacherous situation on the battlefield, and that a good commander must not have the slightest sympathy for the enemy. Otherwise, it will inevitably bring great disaster.

Almost instantly, the mob lost the will to resist, and like desperate drowning people, they gave up the struggle and slumped on the ground waiting to die.

When Vivien Leigh ordered the attack to stop, the brightly clad private army had just entered the battlefield, and the leading nobles seemed to be stunned by the sudden change in the battlefield.

There was a sparkle of hesitation in his eyes, and after a moment of wandering, he finally noticed the two flags raised by the Order. So, there was a great sense of relief.

"Surround all the thugs!"

The middle-aged nobleman gave a loud order, and then, escorted by a group of private soldiers, made his way through the camp of the thugs and stopped twenty meters away from the Knights.

He raised his hand to show that he had no ill will.

"May I ask the army of the Grand Duke of Erosa and the Grand Duke of Icewind Castle ahead, where are the two Grand Dukes?"

"The two Grand Dukes are not in the array!" replied the flag-bearer, who held the flag high, "report your name and purpose, sir!"

The bald nobleman, with a beard on his chin, bowed slightly, "I am Baron Salik Peters, the rightful ruler of Cook's Domain, and a vassal of Count Grote Cecil! ”

Fei Wenli blinked, and was just about to answer when she saw the flag bearer shouting and asking.

"Speak falsely! Count Cecil's territory is hundreds of miles away, how can you, as a vassal of Count Cecil, cross the border into Count Peters's territory? Tell me what you mean, fraudster, or we will arrest you as a conspiracy!"

As Lawrence's flag officer, he not only has excellent knowledge of battle formations, but also has a good understanding of the forces of neighboring countries. In a sense, he was the butler of Archduke Lawrence on the battlefield, also to avoid unnecessary strife.

For a moment, Charlotte saw a menacing expression on Salik's face. But soon, he realized the difference in strength between the two sides and bowed his head unwillingly.

"Listen to me, you may not know. The Earl of Peters had been killed by his own vassals a week earlier, and my Earl, in the name of his good neighborliness, had the murderer arrested. This time I came to hunt down the rebellion that supported the king's killer!"

He looked up at the knights' formation, "I don't know who is the supreme commander here?

The flag bearer looked at Fei Wenli with a questioning expression, waiting for Her Royal Highness the Princess's judgment.

Vivien Leigh thought for a moment, then she waved her hand and said, "Baron Salik, if what you say is true, then please order the soldiers to disarm for the time being." And you, please join me in meeting with Archduke Lawrence. ”

The sudden opening of the Fervien Leigh stunned Baron Salik, and he looked at the military formation, originally he thought that Charlotte, dressed in a noble hunting suit and wearing mink, was the supreme commander of the army, not the beautiful girl in silver armor in front of him.

Then, he quickly thought of the rumor, and an interested smile appeared on his face, "Your Highness, is the rumored silver dragon princess Fei Wenli who has never been defeated in the north?

It was obviously a compliment, but when it came out of this man's mouth, it was full of obscenity.

Vivien Leigh frowned, her tone tinged with obvious dissatisfaction, "What about your answer?"

"No need!" a majestic man's voice suddenly came from behind, a majestic middle-aged man riding a tall horse, full of courage like a lion king patrolling the territory, "I'm not reserved enough to meet friends in a warm tent!"

Just as Moses divided the sea, the army divided the wide passage for Archduke Lawrence. Every knight and nobleman bowed their reserved heads, paying the highest respect to the king of the north.

Salik took a deep breath, Lawrence's iron-clad strength on the battlefield made him barely breathe. The nobleman of the San Lorenzo Empire bowed deeply on his knees in a daze, and when he reacted, he realized with dismay what a stupid thing he had done.

"You don't have to be so respectful to me, Baron Salik. Lawrence smiled with satisfaction, "After all, you are not my vassal. ”

The knights burst into laughter.

This is the political system of the San Lorenzo Empire.

Strictly speaking, Lawrence and Salic were not superior-subordinate relations, they were equal in status, and they were both nobles of the San Lorenzo Empire. Of course, in terms of strength, no one would compare the two.

So when Salik realized that he had made a gesture of submission because of the astonishing courage of the Grand Duke of Erossa, a look of shame appeared on his face.

"It was my rudeness, Your Highness. Salik, who endured the ridicule of everyone, had a strong reluctance in his eyes.

"It's okay, I'm not the kind of villain with a broken mouth. Lawrence pressed with one hand, and the Knights, who had been laughing, fell silent for an instant, "So, can you tell me about it? What happened to my good neighbor, Earl Peters?"

"Of course, His Royal Highness. A smug smile appeared on his fleshy face at the mention of Count Peters, "Our neighbor, Count Peters, had a misfortune a week ago, when he was assassinated on the spot by his own vassals during a winter hunt. ”

Assassinated by a vassal?

The knights present all showed indignant expressions, and even Charlotte, who did not care about politics, felt that this death was simply incredible.

In the San Lorenzo Empire, the relationship between the vassal and the vassal was the basis of the rule, and no matter how much the vassal resented the vassal of the vassal, he would not dare to do such a rebellious act.

Because it's crazy to disgrace the name of the family and destroy the whole family.

"Really? That's unfortunate. Lawrence shook his head, but didn't seem surprised by the death of Earl Peters, "And Baron Salik, why did you enter the county of Peters?"

"In order to hunt down the accomplices of the king-killers, the Grand Duke. There was a sly glint in Salik's triangular eyes, "My feudal lord, Count Cecil, believes that it is his duty and duty to help his neighbors restore order to their realm in the chaos of Peters' realm. ”

Everyone's faces turned very bad.

Charlotte couldn't help but let out a mocking laugh when she heard his unashamed and shameless answer.

"Hah! I hope God doesn't let me have a good neighbor like your feudal lord!"