Chapter 193: The Chaser
Outside the north gate of the outpost county, an unpretentious carriage slowly drove in the direction of the fierce beast forest.
The two border guards saw that the carriage was out of sight, and then put their hands back on the handle of the weapon.
Just now, they had been maintaining the posture of the border army of the Rock Kingdom.
To say that in the past, it was the sheriff under the General Political Department who guarded the north gate, but since the Grand Duke Claire temporarily became the commander of the border army, the security of the outpost and the two traffic arteries were all taken care of by the elite soldiers of the border army, in addition, the outpost county has undergone great changes, and Claire forced Yorkshire to issue an executive order, that is: The outpost county is not allowed to enter the dragon army and the leper dog.
The northern gate of the Outpost is rarely used, and apart from the occasional caravan of the major merchant groups, hardly a single civilian vehicle leaves from here.
And on the ordinary carriage just now, the old man who didn't seem to be good-looking actually took out not the merchant order of the merchant group, but the warrant of the Grand Duke, which was printed with the Grand Duke's personal letter and family crest.
So the carriage left from the north gate unimpeded, not to mention the small outpost county, with that warrant, the Rock Kingdom could be shuttled anywhere at will, except for the royal palace.
After a while, four black horses followed, and when they saw two border soldiers blocking the road, the black horses did not seem to have the slightest intention of stopping to be inspected, and one of the knights shouted: "The Earth Walking Dragon Legion is going to hunt down the important criminals of the Holy See, and they all get out of the way." β
An older frontier soldier sneered and gently wiped the door panel under his feet with his right foot.
"Boom" a few times, six iron plates suddenly fell from the city wall above the north gate, completely sealing the north gate.
The four knights were caught off guard, stimulated the fighting spirit in their bodies, and took off into the air at the last moment, so as not to hit the iron plate.
But their crotch. The mounts were not so lucky, because they were not good at swordsmanship, and they all hit the iron plate.
The two border soldiers secretly said that it was a pity that such a good number of war horses were so wasted.
"Bold! Dare to stop the Dragon Legion from doing things. The leading legionnaire drew his sword behind his back and stared at the two border soldiers with an unkind expression.
The three legionnaires behind him also drew their sidearms, but the four of them, although anxious, did not move further.
"Hey, hey!" The old border soldier who was missing a tooth and had a terrifying scar on his face said with interest: "It's amazing, four second-order warriors with fighting spirit, who are you chasing?" β
"Get rid of these iron plates, and don't delay our important business."
The old Bian Jun shook his head and said with a smile: "How do I know if you are a fake, come, let the uncle see your token." β
The leading legionnaire withdrew his fighting spirit back into his body, and after snorting coldly, he reluctantly gave his companions a color, and silently returned the same way and blended into the crowd.
For they noticed that more and more people in the attire of the subjects were noticing them, and from the ill-intentioned gaze of the subjects and the unconcealable military temperament, they knew that if there was a conflict, they would have died tragically.
However, the two border soldiers noticed that several people in the crowd were following them as well.
"Fuck, any kitten or dog dares to bark at Lao Tzu." The old frontier soldier muttered dissatisfiedly.
Another young frontier soldier hurriedly handed him a pot of turbid wine, and said with a smile: "Captain Jonathan, you said that you are a third-order vindictive legion captain, what are you doing with this group of Holy See dogs. β
"Yes!" Jonathan took a sip of wine and said, "If it weren't for the Grand Duke's order to let all the third-order vindictive officers take turns guarding the north gate, Lao Tzu wouldn't have run away from the wind and rain." β
"Ah, Holy See... It's getting more and more excessive, but it can't be helped, who calls people so many believers. β
"Lao Tzu doesn't believe in any holy father, Lao Tzu only believes in the sword in his hand and the military salary issued to us by the Grand Duke."
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At this time, on the ordinary carriage that had long been far away from the outpost, the coachman with the whip turned back to the carriage and shouted: "I'm tired of Lao Tzu, replace your boy to drive the carriage." β
"Okay, uncle, come in quickly." A handsome, boxy face poked out of the carriage.
After the two switched places, the handsome young man frowned and asked tentatively, "Uncle, you said that if the news is wrong, will we just toss it in vain?" β
The old man in Mai lifted the curtain of the carriage door, shook his head and said, "If the news is wrong, I'm afraid it won't be for Allen's little guyγγγγγγγ β
Thinking of the letter that Grand Duke Claire showed him, to be honest, he was also suspicious, and it was not the Grand Duke who was suspicious, but the source of the news.
The old man sighed and didn't continue, but the meaning was clear.
The handsome young man who was driving the car frowned even deeper, thinking of the annoying and admirable scrap aristocrat in the ancient castle, he really loved and hated.
After a while, the old man seemed to have figured it out, laughed twice and said: "Whatever, it's better than suffocating to death in the outpost, Huronte's doglegs are pervasive, Claire can protect us for a while, but she can't protect us for a lifetime." β
The handsome young man nodded and said, "Yes, Uncle Claire will return to the Locke Imperial City sooner or later, so let's gamble on our luck." β
"Well, let's talk about it, it's still Lao Tzu who has troubled you."
"Uncle, what you say, it's all my own volition." After the handsome young man finished speaking, he suddenly secretly screamed badly.
The old man lifted the curtain and stretched out his head only to find that no less than ten war horses were following closely behind, and it seemed that they might catch up at any time, and next to the galloping war horses, there were actually a few black-clothed people running in the air with the surroundings, seeing that the speed was no slower than that of war horses.
"Uncle is not good, he is a priest of the Holy Light Department who specializes in restraining you."
"Concentrate on catching the car, I harass them." The old man kicked the door of the car, and the wand in his hand emitted a burst of ghostly light, and a necromantic aura permeated the surroundings.
The old man silently recited a few incantations, and the wand in his hand was brilliant, and a cloud of black mist suddenly appeared around the carriage, and more than a dozen skeletons holding broken swords and knives walked out of the black mist.
The pursuers did not slow down when they saw the blocker suddenly appear halfway through.
A man in black who was running in the air kept walking, his hands kept waving, and in a moment a golden light appeared on his chest.
"Holy LightβBroken!" The man in black roared, and the golden light quickly pierced through the black fog in front of him, and after a burst of explosion, the black fog dissipated, and the skeleton soldiers began to fall apart.
The old man on the carriage who had just finished casting the spell had a purple and black face, and he was obviously affected by the magic power.
"Holy Light Magister! Fuck, they've got a lot of money to pay for, too. The old man scolded the mother fiercely, and shouted to the young man who was driving the car: "Speed up, enter the beast forest as soon as possible." β
The handsome young man waved his whip a few times, and his face was anxious.