Chapter 4: Greatsword, Maryse! (Above)

Several soldiers were lying on stretchers, clutching their knees, groaning in pain, they were all scouts sent out earlier, but instead of catching the two peeping figures on the hillside, they were wounded, and even their mounts were taken away. The www.biquge.info doctor of the pen "Fun" Pavilion connected the joints for them, applied herbs to the more serious injuries, put on a splint, wiped the fine sweat on their heads, and just wanted to catch their breath, they heard the curtain behind them, and a middle-aged man opened the curtain and walked in, silently scanning the wounded on the stretcher. Behind him was a dark green coat, and his gaze was as if a giant whale was cruising in the deep sea. He is a majestic and personable man, when he was young, he must have been a beautiful man who could make a noble girl hide her shy face behind a paper fan, but now although there are some wrinkles on his face, it is just a precipitation of time for that handsome, and the extremely scarce aristocratic demeanor of the Fieldsweins seems to be concentrated on him alone.

The doctor stood up tremblingly and said respectfully: "My lord, although they are not lightly injured, as long as they are sent back to the rear to recuperate for a few months, they can still return to the front line."

The middle-aged man nodded, but before he could speak, a young woman rushed into the tent like a violent wind, threw herself beside the scout team leader's stretcher, lifted the team leader with one hand, and asked with a face, "Why are you so bad?" Ten men went out vertically and came back sideways? Her rough behavior caused the doctor to dislocate the kneecap that he had finally connected for the team leader, and his facial features twisted into a ball in pain, and the doctor's face also twisted into a ball.

"Marys! Don't embarrass these soldiers! The middle-aged man frowned and scolded, "You go out first!" ”

"Tell me, who is the one who injured you?" The woman shook the collar of the squad leader reluctantly, "I'm going to embarrass him." ”

He said...... He was a mercenary, and then he took our horses to Silver Lake...... The direction of the town went. The team leader said intermittently, he is also a big man of more than 100 pounds, but in front of this woman, he is like a weak thatch, swaying back and forth in her hands, and finally can't support it and faints.

"Silverlake?" The woman let go of the squad leader and jumped up, letting him stand straight back on the stretcher, "Or a mercenary?" It's fun! An excited smile appeared on her face, "Come on, lead my horse!" She got up and rushed out of the tent, coming and going as wild as a wind. The middle-aged man shook his head, he couldn't control his daughter anymore. "Take care of these lads." After he had finished instructing the doctor, he lifted the curtain and walked out.

A burly man was waiting outside the camp, and when he saw the middle-aged man, he said, "My lord, just let Miss Maryse out of the camp?" Now it's wartime, if the road is blocked by Livingston's side, wouldn't it be a disaster? ”

"I can't stop it," the middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, "Daros, you're a first-class martial artist, why don't you stop it?" ”

The man shook his head repeatedly: "I can't beat it, I really can't beat it, I'd rather face the spear of the fierce dog than stay under Miss Marys's greatsword for a second longer." ”

The middle-aged man smiled dumbly: "You haven't fought against Setanda again." ”

"Then I'd rather be beaten by Hercules than face Miss Maise's greatsword again." The man was quick to change his tune.

As they spoke, the sound of horses' hooves "rumbled" past them, and Maryse led a group of Valkyrie knights out of the camp and headed straight for Silverlake.

"Forget it, let her go, Silverlake is the default neutral zone, Count Ivanles is my respected opponent, I know he won't be like Alexis, the unscrupulous madman, who can do anything." The middle-aged man waved his hand, "How is the current battle going?" ”

The man thought for a second or two, then scratched his head with a bitter face: "My lord, you also know that I am a pirate who can only plunder at sea, and this kind of analysis of the war situation really can't be done." ”

"Just tell me what you think, you may have been the pirate king of Van Skerry before, but now you are my subordinate, and you still have to learn the strategy of marching." The middle-aged man smiled.

"Well, I think we're in the best position to go," said Dallus, "and while the Ravenston Rangers are amazing in their rain of arrows and coverage, their infantry is vulnerable. Ivanles must have also considered that the frontal battle was extremely unfavorable to him, so he always held on to the Dragon Guard Fort. ”

The middle-aged man nodded: "Yes, a little progress." But if it goes on like this, the first one who can't hold on is Ivanles. ”

"Why?" Dallus scratched his head again and asked puzzled.

The middle-aged man did not answer immediately, he raised his head and stared intently at a large tree that was beginning to sprout in the cold wind, although March was the beginning of spring, but there were already dots of green looming on the branches. The middle-aged man replied: "Time flies so fast, in a few days, the night in the Northland should be shortened, and the daylight will begin to shine on the perennial snow of the Misty Mountain, and those barbarians on the mountain should also go down, right?" ”

It wasn't until Maryse made her way to the border of Silverlake that she realized one thing: she didn't know what the mercenary who had wounded an entire squad of scouts and robbed them all looked like. However, this did not allow her to return home, but instead rode into Silverlake, followed by the Valkyrie Knight. Along the way, pedestrians screamed and dodged, but there were still a few mercenaries who could not avoid being trampled by the horses' hooves and killed instantly under the trampling of the horses. The guards in charge of security stiffened their grip on the spears in their hands, exchanged glances with each other, and tacitly chose to turn a blind eye. Fields' martial spirit was prevalent, and even women had a place in the military, and there was even a "Valkyrie" knight order, which was made up entirely of noble women, and they were by no means useless vases. They have fought against the dragon knights of Livingston many times, winning and losing each other, and even against the unrivaled lion knights in the field, they can not fall behind for a while. Sarion's lioness Kaye once praised their fierce fighting prowess, but her words were not very elegant:

"These old ladies are so!"

The Valkyrie Knights are definitely a nightmare of Pande's machismo, and one of the topics that the macho mercenaries most often brag about is that they sleep with too many girl Valkyrie Knights, and the mercenary-infested Silver Lake Town is full of all kinds of inconsequential meat jokes about the Valkyrie Knights. But now that the Valkyrie Knights really came to Silverlake, the mercenaries were silent.