Chapter 65: The False Empty City Plan

"Sir, there's only one person over there, why don't we just go over?"

Outside the ruined city, a thousand-strong procession was stationed, and a middle-aged man in armor stood at the front of the line, watching the figure in the city not move. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 Info And next to him, a person who seemed to be in charge of the entourage asked curiously, but the middle-aged man glared fiercely.

"Are you stupid? There were so many figures there just now, and now they are gone, so you rush over and try it! See if there's an ambush over there. ”

The man next to the middle-aged man shrunk his neck and didn't dare to speak.

Then he looked at the figure over there again, and couldn't help but feel a little disdainful in his heart.

It was true that there was a group of figures over there, but what was the use of that?

The fake prince before has been beaten and lost his armor and is full of urine, what team can he put together to make a reasonable counterattack now? If they can't carry this fourth-order here, then everything they say is in vain.

But there was nothing he could do about it in his heart, after all, the supervisor was the fourth-order knight of the family, not an entourage like him, and it was useless for him to try hard.

In fact, the fourth-order commander was also hesitating whether he wanted to attack that guy directly, but he was still cautious not to go up out of the habit of a soldier.

There's no way, if you get caught, it's not fun.

And the man standing there suddenly beckoned to them, only to the surprise of the others.

I'll go! What does that guy do? Looking for death? That's not right! This TM looks like there is a trap! It's just that it's too obvious!

"Hey! Come here! Don't stay there! There are no traps here! ”

A man's voice came from there, and the people in the troops here only felt a trace of sweat on their foreheads.

...... What the hell is this guy doing......

Is there a trap or no trap here?

These soldiers have been completely blindfolded, this action is too big, and no one really knows that there is no ambush in the end.

The man in the lead frowned and looked at the man over there, he was also confused now.

It stands to reason that this should be the most classic empty city plan, which makes people confused, but the man in front of him is obviously too much promoted, but it seems a little fake......

But he still doesn't know if it's fake or not......

Soon, the leader of the thousand-man team made up his mind, and then he urged him to the side, and then walked alone in the direction of the figure on the other side.

In this case, it is best for him to go alone.

Anyway, he is a fourth-order, and he can still run if he really has an ambush, if he sends an ordinary soldier over, he may be able to kill that little white at once, then the experiment will not come out.

The fourth-order knight thought so, and then walked in the direction of the figure.

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When the knight turned in that direction, he finally saw what kind of figure was standing there.

It was a man who looked to be in his twenties, very handsome, with a gentle smile on his face, and a very kind face.

Sanzhefeng just stood there, only to make the knight a little stunned.

He thought it was the person next to the prince who was here, but he didn't expect it to be a new face.

But this did not affect the knight's thinking, he cleared his throat, and then just wanted to say something in the official clichΓ©. But Sang Zhefeng over there directly interrupted his words.

"You really believe there are no ambushes here."

Sang Zhefeng said with a smile, and this time he directly stunned the knight.

I'll go! There really are ambushes here!

He directly nervously jumped up his nerves and looked around vigilantly, and Sang Zhefeng laughed when he saw him like that.

"Haha, you really believe it! Ha ha! ”

Sang Zhefeng laughed directly, and then pointed at the knight, as if he had seen something very funny.

The knight was directly stunned, and then a nameless karmic fire surged directly into his heart.

I'll go! This kid is kidding me!

His heart was filled with rage, and he strode forward, his armor rattling as if some power was surging through his body.

He took a big stride and walked forward, then drew his long sword from his waist and raised it high, wanting to look at Sang Zhefeng.

And the next moment, Sang Zhefeng's maniacal expression was instantly recycled, and was replaced by a piece of indifference.

"You really think there's no one......"

Sang Zhefeng's voice was faint, but it made the knight who had already wielded his sword show a surprised expression.

And the next moment, the knight only felt a pain in his chest, and then his body was thrown out with great force.

When he fell to the ground again, he only felt his life pass quickly down his chest, and he could no longer get up.

His chest had been pierced.

And next to Sang Zhefeng, three girls were standing there next to him.

"Sir, call us next time you come out......"

There was a slight trace of blood running from the flagpole in Joan of Arc's hand, which was the chest of the knight she had pierced with a flagpole.

"Alright, alright, I got it. But it's not too late. Sang Zhefeng said, and then he pointed to the people over there who were terrified because their command had been killed, and said, "Now those Plague King's men are really going to lead their own team against your people, Leah, it's time for you to make a decision." ”

Artoria didn't speak, just silently picked up the sword in her hand, and then took two steps forward.

Looks like she's made up her mind.

Sang Zhefeng didn't say much, just silently followed Artoria's back.

The girl raised the sword in her hand, took a deep breath, and then said loudly:

"As a knight, what are you doing when you're weak? Is bullying weak? Or are you betraying your own beliefs? This is Bridania! This is the land of knights, and this is supposed to be the place where the rules of knighthood are preached. But look at the present, look at what you guys really look like now, and what a knight looks like? ”

Artoria said this, and the expression on her face became more and more sad, but she quickly regained her composure, and with a deep breath, continued:

"I now declare in my capacity as the fifteenth heir to the throne of Bridania that I will change all injustice!"

She said this, and said firmly.