Different from her current appearance of murderous intent, Her Royal Highness the princess felt very unbearable in her heart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because what she had just killed with her own hands were the same people of hers.

But if she doesn't do it, the one who dies will die for her.

She must not do anything to the Virgin.

"I just hope that those two swords just now can deter these stupid people."

If you are frightened and become a deserter, you don't have to die under her sword.

But it seems unlikely.

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Kevin, a young mercenary and cavalry scout squadron leader, is now clutching his old sword at his waist to confront several enemy troops who have surrounded him.

He originally broke through with his squad leader Demps, but in addition to those few Templar knights, most of the opponents were infantry scouts, and the encirclement was loose, so they really couldn't surround the two at first.

As long as they run in the direction of their camp, they will always encounter their own patrols or scouts.

This started to give Kevin the illusion that he could escape.

Until an arrow hit Kevin's horse in the neck.

This is also to blame for his poor riding skills, and he fell far behind Temple, and this arrow is not wronged.

The squad leader, Demps, was very wronged, he had already run away, and when he saw this, he grabbed the horse's head and seemed to want to come back to the rescue.

He was immediately shot in the arm, abdomen, and thigh.

Demps was quite stiff, but he could bear the pain, and not only did he not fall off his horse, but he did not even bark.

Kevin didn't know where he got the courage, and shouted when he saw this: "Leave me alone, I'll drag them down, you go back and move the rescuers!" ”

The squad leader, Demps, didn't know if he heard it or not, but he immediately turned his horse and ran away.

Most of the pursuers ignored the fleeing scout.

After all, it is difficult for the infantry to catch up with the cavalry, and now there is a "big fish" here - Kevin in the uniform of a squadron leader.

To become a squadron leader at such a young age must be a nobleman who relies on relationships to go through the back door.

Even if he can't ask for anything, he can exchange them for hostages or simply extort ransom from his family.

In fact, their guess is not too wrong, it is true that Kevin is not an aristocrat, but to be the leader of this squadron, it is proper to "rely on relationships".

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After shouting the martyr-like lines, Kevin felt that what he said was too unlucky.

And courage has gradually left him.

His horse was now kicking on the ground and dying, and he couldn't live happily.

Seeing the miserable shape of the war horse that he had just ridden for less than a day, his hands and feet became more and more cold, and cold sweat was dripping.

Looking at the more and more enemy troops that are besieged more and more, Kevin even feels that he has begun to flash a "marquee" in front of his eyes.

"Daddy, Susan...... I'm not really going to die here today, am I? ”

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The Pontifical Horses did not fire any more arrows at Kevin.

They maintain a loose encirclement, as if waiting for something.

Soon, a shiny knight in armor appeared, and he rode his horse through the crowd to Kevin.

The knight said condescendingly: "Don't you surrender?" ”

"Yes, you can still surrender......"

Kevin reacted at this point.

In fact, he is now made by his father and Susan to lose the pride and stubbornness of his childhood, and he is very sleek.

There was a Templar in front of him, and there were so many people around, how could he beat it......

It's a shame, but you don't have to die......

"Okay, I surrender ......"

The brain has not yet weighed the pros and cons, but his mouth is very slippery and honest, and the words of surrender are spoken first.

I'm afraid that the other party will regret it if he is in a hurry.

The onlookers scoffed and laughed at the death-fearing ghost.

It seems that this group of people is not highly educated, and they say everything from ridiculing Kevin himself to insulting his female relatives and even his parents' ancestors.

It's a mouthful, and it's terrible.

Kevin's face flushed rapidly.

The Iron Knight pouted.

He glanced at Kevin contemptuously, motioned for his men to tie up the surrenderer and take him away, and rode past the young man, intending to chase after the escaped wounded.

Suddenly, the sword flashed.

The horse under the ironclad knight screamed and fell to the ground, struggling.

The knight was almost crushed, but he reacted quickly, and quickly rolled over and landed next to him before the horse fell to the ground.

The audience was silent for a while.

"Huh? Belch? Yes? That ......"

The culprit's young Kevin, who was holding a sword in his hand at this time, was still the same as he was just now.

But his expression and tone seemed to be even more surprised than the onlookers of the Holy See Army scouts.

It was as if the old sword in the young man's hand just now had a sudden will, broke free from his restraints and cut off the knight's horse.

Watching the young man's contrived performance, the knight had now changed from the shock when the horse was cut down to the fury of the present.

Maybe he was too angry, but he didn't draw his sword and cut it, but asked in a headache: "You...... Didn't you surrender? ”

The mercenary boy was also stunned, and he stammered, "I haven't finished yet...... That one...... By the way, if you want to surrender, you can ...... But you're going to have to go head-to-head and beat me first...... If you're a bit of a Templar ...... If I win, let me go. ”

The Iron Knight laughed angrily.

- Stinky boy who has not dried up, you are also worthy.

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Said.

In the underground treasury of the City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord Ralz. Byro was sitting on the floor with a sad face.

He was surrounded by gold coins and jewels, but he was not in the mood to look at them at all, but sighed as he hugged a wine bottle.

The one who drank with him was a decadent middle-aged man with a beard and stubble.

The man was not at all worried, and only cared about pouring down the wine in large gulps.

"Drink and drink, why can't you ...... if you can't drink"

The city lord of Bailuo was angry: "Do you know how much these wines cost?" Just one bottle is enough to buy you. ”

The sloppy middle-aged man gave him a blank look and said, "Phew." Miser. Besides, after the city is broken, it will become someone else's thing, so it's better to drink a little now. ”

The city lord sighed, also lifted the bottle and poured it violently, and said, "Aren't you a master?" Why don't you go out and help fight the war? It's really because you won the war, and it won't be a problem to ask a general to do it in the future. ”

"It's as if you really think that the strength of one person has any effect on a war of this magnitude...... Besides, who is rare if a general is not a general? What does you nobles have to do with me in dog-eat-dog wars? I'm here to watch over you stingy bite, and you should be having fun. ”

The middle-aged man sneered and said, "Then again, aren't you an old fox?" I haven't seen the princess have you or not, what's the difference. ”

The city lord of Bailuo was silent for a while when he heard this, and then took a big sip of the bottle, but he choked and coughed.

After taking a breath, he threw the wine bottle in his hand aside, and sighed: "The difference in strength is indeed too great, and it is not something that can be reversed by some small actions and small strategies." The point is that there is not enough time either. Rageld, that old bastard, sent troops too quickly this time. Anyway, I'll wait for more conscription to prepare for war, and by the way, I'll come back with the princess more...... The huge family business of the Bairo family...... It's just that I usually pretend to be my grandson too thoroughly, if I had regrouped my arms and fought early, I wouldn't have been raided so easily......"

"You really don't have any ideas to turn over? It's not like you. ”

"Yes, yes...... I'm so smart that I would never put my eggs in the same basket anyway. ”

The city lord sighed again halfway through speaking: "It's just that this raid came too suddenly, and I don't know if it's too late......"

"Sure enough, he is a disgusting aristocrat who has no loyalty to speak of."

The decadent middle-aged first mocked mercilessly, and then comforted: "Anyway, your relatives and relatives have been sent out by you, and your daughter has already run out, hasn't she?" ”

"That stupid girl who knows how to get into trouble...... If I don't wipe her ass, don't suffer anything outside...... By the way, aren't you worried about your son? ”

"My son?"

The middle-aged drunkard smiled when he heard this, and said, "It's not that I'm bragging to you, it's a swordsmanship genius that is rare to see in a hundred years." ”