"Augustine, it's Augustine, why is he here?"

As long as the sun never sets on the territory of the empire, there is hardly anyone who does not know the person "Augustine". Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He is the hero who protected Whitehorse City and saved hundreds of thousands of people.

His deeds have long been spread.

"Augustine, if it were you, you should know about the decay of the nobles."

"I once heard that if it weren't for you, the nobles of White Horse City would have opened the city gates and surrendered, you should know that the empire that never sets is no longer saved, and the sun that never sets, after all, one day, it will still have to fall, and endless darkness will come sooner or later." The bandit leader yelled loudly, struggling desperately.

"That's right, a country full of maggots is not worth protecting." Although it was controlled, it was even more life-threatening, but this bandit had long forgotten his life.

No matter how the bandits roared and struggled, Yang Ming turned a blind eye, but took a deep breath and slowly turned his head.

At first glance, she was covered in injuries.

This guy is really the same as in his previous life. Yang Ming sighed helplessly.

Speaking of which, if it weren't for her delaying the enemy, whether she would have succeeded is a matter of two questions.

Suddenly, Yang Ming's brows sank deeper and deeper.

How did you get born again?

Unlike unconsciously sleeping like this, and finding that the world has changed as soon as he opens his eyes, Yang Ming's rebirth is a hands-on, conscious guidance, at the moment when he was just reborn, that is, when he came to the endless world again, Yang Ming still remembers it clearly, and sighed that it was successful.

Such an important thing, I believe that no one will forget.

But now, Yang Ming has forgotten, forgotten how he was reborn?

"Damn, such an important thing can be forgotten?" Yang Ming couldn't understand that if he forgot all the memories of his previous life, it would be easy to explain, but he forgot how he was reborn, which made Yang Ming very puzzled.

Yang Ming thought about it, but he couldn't think of it.

"You, are you alright?" Artoria asked worriedly, at first Artoria was very surprised, but when he saw the "abnormal" Yang Ming, he was worried again, could it be because of the words of the bandits?

Yang Ming suddenly woke up, the matter of rebirth is so important, it is impossible to forget, but now he has indeed forgotten, there must be a reason, but this reason is not known to him now, and he can only see the situation later.

"You better run, it's just you, you can't be the opponent of so many people." Yang Ming controlled only a small number of bandits, and a large number of bandits brandished various weapons rushed towards Yang Ming, the kind-hearted Artoria said.

Yang Ming smiled indifferently: "It's just some local chickens and dogs." ”

“……”

The bandits said that they had been shot, and although it was a fact, it was so uncomfortable to be said openly.

"Brothers, rush, it doesn't matter if he Augustine is still a noble knight, kill them all." Another bandit rushed over, laughing fiercely.

"Augustine, I admit you're great, but no matter how powerful you are, can you beat all of us?" The bandits lost more than a thousand men in the battle with the militia of Shining Town, and now there are more than four thousand left.

"The thought of the new star of the empire dying on me gives me endless pleasure." The bandit was simply crazy, he rushed the fastest, and slashed at Yang Ming's head first.

The handle of the knife was bloody, and drops of blood on the blade splashed directly at Yang Ming, and the face of the bandit leader showed a blurry expression that was about to reach the peak of pleasure.

"Die."

"Be careful." Artoria saw clearly, because the bandit leader was attacking from behind, and Augustine was facing him, which meant that Augustine could not see?

When the blood knife of the bandit leader was about to slash Augustine, Artoria saw that the bandit leader stood motionless on the spot as if he had seen a ghost alive, and finally suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, fell limply, and never breathed again.

He seems to have seen a ghost?

Not only the bandit leader, but also the bandits who attacked behind, one by one, they were also afraid to die, and the luckier ones were incontinence and fainted, and the tragic point was to die like the bandit leader.

"What the hell is going on?" Artoria couldn't figure it out.

The murderous aura was formless and substantial, under Yang Ming's control, Artoria, who was facing Yang Ming head-on, did not feel the mountain of corpses that was like a mountain into the sea.

"Boom, boom!"

The earth-shattering roar suddenly broke out, the torrent and tsunami surged, and countless iron horses appeared on the sea level, more and more, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the waves crashed on the shore, speechless.

An absolute iron horseman has appeared.

The horses with teeth and claws under the seats are terrifying, and the cavalrymen in neat armor are desperate.

In an instant, the iron rider, who was still at sea level, came to the front in the blink of an eye.

"Kill."

An indifferent voice, alone, can overwhelm the entire battlefield.

The invincible Iron Riders are silent, they are the most ruthless executioners.

No matter how hard the bandits tried, it was difficult to break through the defense of this iron horseman, and they didn't even have the strength to leave one person behind.

The defenses were too strong, so powerful that they were desperate.

"Run." There are bandits who are desperate, and this can't be defeated at all.

The vast majority of the bandits are ordinary people, relying on a fierce force, a few leaders and leaders, who have not even reached the first order, how can they be the peak of the second order, and can grow to the third order of the iron lion cavalry to compete?

Yang Ming's dual professions are at the ninth level, and he can barely fight against the second-order primary alchemy dark element, which still has the combat experience of the previous life, and if the bandits want to do it, even if there is a miracle, it will not work.

"Kill them all, and leave no one behind." Yang Ming opened his mouth indifferently.

"You ......" The dozens of bandits who were trapped by the roots of the flower fairy were frightened, too cruel, is this really the hope of the empire, is this really the Augustine who fights wits and courage with the rotten aristocracy and seeks the welfare of the people alone?

"Remember, you are no longer the subjects of the empire, you are rebels who raise the banner of overturning, you are beasts who can mercilessly kill young children, widows and old people." The poor must have something to hate, and the bandits are indeed pitiful, but they are also hateful.

Yang Ming said this sentence, not only for the bandits, but also for Artoria.

Artoria's words that had been about to intercede suddenly became unspeakable.

She is still a little girl, still a very simple little girl who thinks the world is still very beautiful.

A sharp dagger suddenly appeared in Yang Ming's hand, bloody, bloodthirsty, but bewitching.

It is none other than the Blood Dagger, aka the Vampire Blade.

The bandits struggled violently, but unfortunately it was in vain under the control of the root entanglement.

When Yang Ming cut the necks of the bandits one by one, Artoria finally couldn't bear it anymore and pounced on Yang Ming to stop him.

"Stop, stop."

"They have lost the ability to fight, why don't you let them go?" Artoria felt that the whole world was changing.

"Why?" Yang Ming seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world.

"Because they want you to die."

Yang Ming's eyes were as dazzling as the stars in the sky, looking directly at Artoria, and his reply was so reasonable.

Artoria stood on the spot, and it always felt strange that no matter how kind a person was, he pleaded with someone who wanted to kill him.

Yang Ming didn't stop, one by one, and slowly walked to the next one, making the bandits deeply feel the fear of death.

"Do you hear me, in the people you protect, countless cries, begs for mercy, do you hear them?" Yang Ming's deep voice gradually sounded, blending with the fearful voices of the bandits begging for mercy, like a demon tempting to open Pandora's box, but Artoria rarely did not open his mouth to ask again.

"They are pitiful, but who is going to pity the innocent people."

"You have to remember that you are a king, and you are a king who protects the country from invasion and protects his people from harm."

"Anything dark, you can leave it to me." Every time Yang Ming says a word, he will take a life away.

"The bandits are no longer the subjects of the empire, they are sinners who raise their butcher knives, they don't need your mercy, they don't need your pity."

"When you can't do it, let me do it."

With a "click", a sudden thunderbolt appeared in the sky, reflecting that Yang Ming's not very handsome, but resolute face was so attractive.

"Why?" Artoria muttered.

She couldn't figure it out. (To be continued.) )