Julien was taken aback by the surging noble knights, his body was quite strong in reality, but compared to those peerless macho men who had been training their muscles since childhood, he was as thin as a hemp pole.

He didn't expect the Marquis of Sayer to play such a trick at all, and hurriedly jumped into the carriage, and then watched countless noble knights cross his thin formation, isolating the National Knights.

Originally, Julien thought that the two sides would at least fight to divide the winner, but he didn't expect that the Knights of Sayer would directly intend to coerce their convoy away, as long as the National Knights did not dare to make a move, then Viscount Elrios's side would lose. The convoy of the Black Tulip Brigade will inevitably be controlled by these knights and then taken to the camp of the Order of Sayya.

As long as there is no National Knights present, there will naturally be only one voice in front of the Black Tulip Brigade, and Julien can only obey the orders of the Marquis of Sayer.

Thinking of this, Julien could only smile wryly and shake his head, and then watched the situation develop. Marquis Saya's unexpected hand left him with no means to deal with it at all, it was really a nobleman playing hooligans, and no one could stop him!

General Cologne was also a little caught off guard, this approach of the Marquis of Shayer was simple and crude, completely inconsistent with the usual style of the aristocracy, but a bit like a ruffian and a scoundrel. But General Colomberg also had to admit that the Marquis of Sayer and his noble knights did have the capital to play hooligans.

Although both sides are the best in Cologneburg, now is not the time to solve problems with swords and swords.

The country still needs to be ruled by the nobles, whose power has penetrated all aspects, and even the national knights, who represent the country, must abide by the rules of the game of the nobles.

The Marquis of Sayer did not step out of the rules of the game, he was dealing with his opponents in an aristocratic way, and even if the Grand Master and His Majesty the King were in person, there was no criticism of his approach. Therefore, the general of Cologne could not deal with the Marquis of Sayer in the same way as he dealt with the enemy.

However, it was impossible for him to sit back and wait for the fighters to be completely controlled, he gritted his teeth, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, but he came up with a solution that was not a solution. Although this method is very unsightly, it is easy to be rumored to be a laughing stock, and it may even be hung up and whipped by His Majesty the Grand Master in the future, but it has come to this point, and it is not so much to care about.

Sir Paron has not been in office for a long time, since he took office, he has been very dissatisfied with the Marquis of Sayer, who has almost overthrown the entire National Knights, and this support for Viscount Elrios is his first step to challenge the Marquis of Sayer, no matter what, he must not fail, otherwise who can believe that he can fight against the Marquis of Sayer in the future?

Sir Paron waved his lieutenant and gave his own order in his ear.

The adjutant's eyes widened at the time, and his expression seemed to ask: Are you sure?

Sir Peron raised his chin viciously, signaling him not to waste time, and the lieutenant immediately went back to deliver the order.

Immediately after receiving an order from the general of Cologneburg, a herald began to give orders to the overwhelmed knights.

The expressions of the captains of the various detachments who received the order were different, and they were obviously a little difficult to accept, but as the knights of the National Knights, they couldn't allow them to think much at this time, so they first whispered orders to their subordinates, and then began to form a team, and the captains of each detachment began to shout loudly to the knights under them.

"Dismount! Squeeze up with your body! "With your fists! Take off your armor! "Watch your hands! Don't hit too hard! ”

The knights of the National Order looked at each other, and could only dismount, strip themselves naked, leaving only the undershirt, and then rushed towards the opposite side with their fists sheathed.

"Beat them up!!" The morale of the noble knights was like a rainbow, and they all flexed their muscles and showed a mouthful of white teeth. The smile on the corner of their mouths was obviously sure that the other party would not dare to beat themselves too hard.

At first, the military knights did not reveal their purpose, but rushed forward with their heads bored, until they could almost see the nose hairs of the other party, and the leaders of each detachment shouted loudly.

"Hold their waists!" "Overwhelm them!" Yes, although it is not good for military knights to directly punch the noble knights, it is enough to use grappling and wrestling to restrict the opponent's behavior! The restrained military knights will definitely suffer a loss in a head-on battle, but as long as they can hug each other, then they can entangle each other.

In the frightened eyes of the noble knights, the military knights pounced on them with eager expressions.

"Yikes!!" "Drink!!" "Hey!!"

Suddenly, these top fighters of Cologneburg fought to the flesh, and the shouts and screams were endless.

It's hard to imagine a battle between two of the most powerful armed groups in Cologneburg, who beat each other like street brawlers, with only physical strength, and from time to time someone falls to the ground and then hugs their opponent in an attempt to render each other incapacitated. The knights soon began to tear each other's clothes, the underlay was not too strong after all, so in the cracking sound of the silk from time to time, the fabric on each body was rapidly reduced, revealing a white muscle. These strong macho men are entangled with each other, and they don't know whether they win or lose for a while.

What did it feel like for more than 2,000 ragged men to fight hand-to-hand in front of them?

Of course, it's yooooooo~~~!

Julien didn't know how to describe his feelings, he had always wanted to see what the real war in this world was like, but the first time he saw the knight group fighting each other was so unbearable that he could only cover his face and turn his head away speechlessly.

Amelia watched with great interest, and she sat on her knees by the window with wide eyes, watching the man fight against the man.

"Sister, sister! That uncle's ass was bitten! ”

"Sister, sister! Those two uncles rolled on the ground with their heads between their thighs, how strange! ”

"Sister, sister! What a posture that is! It's so difficult! ”

Minter didn't feel much at first, but the more he listened to Amelia, the stranger it became, so he finally covered her eyes and pulled her away from the window.

"Children will have needle eyes when they look at this kind of thing!"

However, not everyone felt that it was spicy, and many of the warriors became more and more excited, eager to rush into it themselves and fight with these knights.

"Clamp him! Clamp him! Right! That's it! him! On the shield warrior's side, there was a warrior whose cheeks were flushed, and he shouted excitedly, not noticing that his companions around him were a meter away from him, and all of them looked frightened.

"No wonder this thing always likes to be so close when stacking the shield wall, it turns out to be ......"

The scuffle that suddenly developed in a strange direction at the moment was completely unexpected by the Marquis of Sayya, who originally thought that Sir Paron would at least hesitate for a moment to give his subordinates enough time to control the convoy, but he did not expect the other party to give the order without the slightest hesitation, and the elite knights of the two sides were entangled in such an ugly way, Rao was also caught off guard by his old scheming, and at the same time a little disgraced.

Although he still stood upright on his horse, motionless to show his majesty, the slightly twitching corners of his eyes also showed his unsettled heart.

On the contrary, the general of Cologneburg on the opposite side was already amused by the wonderful performance of his subordinates, his neck was flushed, and he kept turning his head and laughing out loud. If he hadn't been a Cologne general, he would have hid to the side and laughed.

"Look at those stinky fish and shrimp you brought...... Is...... Is...... What a system! Unsightly! Marquis Saya couldn't help but curse, and his face looked as if he was constipated.

"Poof...... Everybody...... Puff...... Each other...... Ha ha...... Each other! "General Cologne is very happy, ugly or not, he doesn't care anymore.

"The old man has also served in the National Knights in the past, and he has never seen such a knight without grace! As a senior, the old man's face has also been lost by you! "The Marquis of Saya was almost mad when he saw him so unscrupulous.

"Are you still waiting for that little cub who doesn't know which lowly bloodline to call in for help?" The Marquis of Sayer held back his anger and continued, "Then I should see where there is anyone in Cologne who can help him!" ”

"So, wait and see!" General Colomberg raised an eyebrow, then quickly turned his head back and laughed.

"Puff ......"