Avery stood alone seven or eight meters away from the rabble blockade, his body as straight as a steel spear in the dust blown by the breeze.

The group of generals behind him, the atmosphere was depressing and tense.

After Avery arrived with seven or eight high-ranking officers, the shouting and chatter that had filled the place had all disappeared without a trace. The generals of Eugene's family naturally stood behind Avery. The generals of the aristocratic private army not far away gathered around Darnell and looked at this side with complicated expressions.

Until now, the UBS has only surrounded the logistical convoy and has not carried out further offensive actions. No one knows if this powder keg will be ignited. And Avery's arrival added a bit of tension and meaning to this conflict.

Everyone knows that the reason why everyone is still standing here together is that there is no public break between Eugene and the nobles.

The upper echelons are still playing and negotiating. At least I'm waiting for the other party to show his knife first. Therefore, none of these generals knows how things will change before tomorrow comes. Between yourself and the other party, whether it is an enemy or a comrade-in-arms.

If nothing happens that stimulates everyone's nerves, this situation may be maintained forever, at least until the sun rises tomorrow. But no one expected that when the two camps were still maintaining tacit understanding and balance, the rabble would make such a scene.

No one knows exactly what the rabble is trying to do. No one knows whether the opposing camp will take this opportunity to cause any trouble.

Especially for the noble private army generals, this aspect is especially vigilant.

The back camp is their back garden, and it is also the most important weight for them and Eugene to compete for the control of the coalition forces. All the logistical supplies, in their hands, left food, weapons and tents. Horses, wagons, clear water, carpenters, blacksmiths, and people, this army will not go anywhere.

And the rabble surrounded the rear camp with such fanfare. Not only is it a contempt and insult to them, but it is also easy for Eugene and the family to find an opportunity to stick their hands in the back camp.

You know, in the past few days, there have suddenly been a lot more conflicts in the army. Many soldiers under the command of the nobles who originally had conflicts and even feuds with each other seemed to be unable to contain their anger, and they fought at every turn. There were already several noble private army officers, so they were replaced. While most of it is due to the stupid mistakes made by these guys, on the other hand, it also shows that Eugene's gang is eyeing them all the time.

Somewhere else. Everyone put up with it. Absolutely not in the back camp!

At this moment, seeing Avery Avery, the number two person in the coalition army, leading a group of senior officers of the military department to this place in person, Darnell and the private army generals beside him were nervous.

Among the generals of Eugene's family, Avery was the most difficult to deal with. He is tough and shrewd. If Eugene is like an old-fashioned and loyal old horse, then Avery is a vicious dog. You don't want to deal with Eugene the way you did it. And you have to be on the lookout at all times. Don't let him snatch the bones.

Just like now, the generals of the private army are uncomfortable.

Originally, Darnell was the highest-ranking officer here. It is possible to justifiably issue orders, use military law and military regulations, and even send troops to suppress them, to threaten the soldiers of the rabble army to stop their mutiny.

But as soon as Avery came, he directly snatched the leadership of Darnell and stood in the position of dialogue with the rabble.

Not only that, but he also issued a martial law order for military camps. Any troops. Any unauthorized movement without an order is considered a rebellion. will be repressed mercilessly.

It's almost a warning to a private army general who might use the military to suppress it. Sue them, don't think about acting rashly. If they dare to use the army without his consent, they themselves will be charged as rebels!

This makes the generals of the private army. It tastes like a fly.

The rabble soldiers, who had gone to inform Avery of his arrival, had already run to the line of knights behind the blockade. Avery stood in front of the blockade, quietly waiting.

Behind him, the generals of the private army talked a lot.

"Avery, how did you come so quickly?" muttered a gloomy-eyed aristocratic general beside Darnell.

Another general in black armor sneered and said, "Hey, we have a conflict with the rabble, why don't he hurry up and see the excitement and reap the benefits?"

"These guys in the logistics escort team are really well fed. In order to deal with a freshman boy in a training camp, it is simply stupid to clash with the entire rabble. A tall knight said in a loud voice.

"Shhh You don't know what the adults mean behind this?Besides, there's that Schilling-schilled ......," the gloomy-eyed aristocratic general rebuked in a low voice.

Everyone glared at the tall knight who was silent, and they were all silent.

After a long time, one of them spoke, "What do you say, what will Avery do?"

Everyone shook their heads.

If it had been carried out in strict accordance with military law, the rabble had directly committed more than a dozen serious crimes in its encirclement of the barracks of the logistics convoy. Disobeyed orders, transferred troops without authorization, brutalized robes, and rebelled...... And so on and so forth. From the leader to the follower, all can be sent to the gallows.

As the deputy commander in the army, Avery should also be strict with military discipline. should be caught, killed, and the iron mask is ruthless.

But everyone knows that this is just a luxury.

Avery wouldn't be so stupid. Moreover, he is not as iron-faced and selfless as Eugene. Let him deal with the conflict between the rabble and the logistics escort, not only can everyone expect him to preside over any justice, but they are afraid that they will always be on guard against him looking for opportunities to meddle in the logistics escort.

As he spoke, the sound of horses' hooves was heard. As the soldiers on the blockade line dispersed, a group of galloping knights crossed the gap in the horse workshop and crossed the crowd. The first was a black Shatay horse, with knotted muscles and a behemoth. Immediately the knight was heavily armoured, tall and burly, and imposing.

Sizzle. Everyone present gasped.

Although many people have heard that there are many high-ranking knights in this rabble, they belong to different barracks on weekdays and have not seen them with their own eyes. At this moment, as soon as I saw this leading horseman, a strong sense of oppression came to my face. Many people can't help but take a step backwards, feeling worried.

Even if the knight came near. He reined in his horse and came slowly. Even if he was just riding quietly on the horse, without stimulating his fighting spirit, and without the slightest tendency to attack, the generals present could feel an unrivaled strength from his tower-like body.

Glory Knight!

This guy. It was the knight who led the rabble mutiny!

Looking at the ranks of the rabble knights in the rear, the generals' heartbeats became faster and faster.

Behind the leading knight is a glorious knight who is as burly as him and exudes the same aura of a strong man. His long, messy hair, peeking out of the gap in his helmet, resembles a male lion, majestic.

And behind him, dozens of knights, also heavily armoured. They came on horseback. The pace of the mount is uniform, and the horse's hooves rise and fall, like war drums, giving people a moving rhythm.

This rhythm is all too familiar to the knights present.

It was a slow march before the knight's charge.

The reason why knights are powerful is not only because of their own fighting spirit and martial arts, but also because they can use the speed and physique of war horses to form a devastating impact.

And the rational use of horsepower. It is a compulsory course for every knight.

In order to save valuable horsepower, the knights were on the march. Scooters are ridden to maintain the body of the fighting horses. And when they are charging in battle, their speed is also raised layer by layer.

The first layer is the jogging step. The war horses trot, the array dense and neat. The second layer is a fast march, the war horse gallops at a medium speed, and the queue is opened. Patchwork. It was only within a hundred meters of the enemy that the knight lay down his rifle and began a high-speed charge on the third floor.

Although he had seen the slow march of the knights in a queue countless times, when the rabble knights in front of him rode their horses in a neat array and almost the same rhythm. The officers and generals present still had a sense of absurdity.

Is this a rabble?

When will the knights of the rabble be able to march slowly in such a uniform manner? Have they not always ignored each other, and whatever they do, they have been in a mess or scattered?

A group of rabble knights actually stepped out of the neat rhythm of royal knights, this feeling is as unbelievable as seeing a group of wild boars dancing ballet. But everyone has to admit that in addition to the absurdity, the scene in front of them also has a suffocating shock.

The sense of oppression brought by these dozens of knights surpassed that of even the most elite knights they had ever seen. Even the Munich knights of the Bavarian Knights of Archduke Adolf were no more than that.

The queue of knights is rapidly approaching. In the blink of an eye, it was already in front of Avery.

The leading knight sat down on the black Shatai horse, like a giant beast, and rushed in front of Avery until he hissed his hooves at the knight's reins.

The bowl of iron hooves had almost touched the tip of Avery Nose.

In the face of the majestic momentum of the leading knight and the dozens of knights behind him like the tide of the sea, Avery stood there straight from beginning to end, not to mention moving, not even blinking his eyelids. This calm kung fu alone made the surrounding onlookers feel admired.

Agul reined in his horse. A hint of respect flashed in Avery as he looked at Avery.

He rolled over and dismounted, took off his helmet, and saluted: "Greetings to Captain Agul, Captain of the First Brigade of the 1st Battalion of the Rabble, Dear Mr. Avery. ”。

It was already getting dark, and torches were lit all around. The beep beep blazing flames jumped. Reflected in Agul's face.

It was a square face with a rough and ordinary appearance. With dark skin and messy hair, he is as ordinary as the mercenaries who are running for survival that everyone usually sees.

The generals around exchanged heads and pointed and pointed.

Agul had not been in the camp for long, and most people had never seen him. No one expected that it would be such a person who was so bold to lead the rabble to launch this mutiny.

But Avery was the only one, when he saw this face, he was suddenly stunned, and his pupils contracted violently.

"Aguli ......" he chewed lightly, and looked at Debata behind Aguli and asked, "I don't know this one......"

Debata lifted his helmet, bowed down from his horse, and replied, "Greetings to Debata, Captain of the First Brigade of the Second Battalion, Devery Monsieur. ”

Agul. Debata ......

In the light of the fire, Avery looked unusually strange. The composure that stood in front of the galloping war horse just now was lost because the two names were gone.

It's them! It's them!

Avery couldn't believe his eyes. At this moment, he completely forgot the purpose of his coming, and just looked at the two knights in front of him in a daze, and his heart beat like a drum.

Others don't know these two people. But Avery would never admit his mistake!

Eight years ago, when he was an ordinary two-star just knight. Once, because of a business trip, he led a team from Lulian to the border city of Longmen.

At the Dragon Gate Barracks, Avery stayed for half a month. Most of them were spent in various departments of the army. What I saw was only some middle and low-level officials of the Ninth Legion. And just when he finished his official duties and was about to return, the Longmen War Zone. But it was attacked by the Firetes.

On that occasion, the Philaeon people made a big move, crossed the actual control line of the two sides, and attacked several towns and villages around Longmen. At least nearly 2,000 civilians and more than 200 soldiers stationed at the front post were killed in the sudden attack. The entire war zone was full of rumors, and Avery was delayed because of this.

When the battle report came. The huge Longmen barracks is like a hibernating bear that has been enraged. Instant action.

Every day, Avery stood in front of the barracks, watching countless soldiers gather from all directions, watching the hurried and orderly movement of men and materials between the battalions, watching the field army in the wilderness advancing towards the horizon, and watching the rolling iron cavalry through the army formation. Gallop into the distance.

The loud sound of the trumpet, the sound of the horses' hooves that shook the earth, the rolling dust, the heralds who walked through and fro, the spears of the forest and the spears and flags of the wind. I still replay it in my head from time to time.

What impressed Avery the most was the Knights of the Ninth Legion at that time, the Knights led by the famous Dragon Gate Iron Gate Karenich.

It was the most powerful order Avery had ever seen.

In the Ninth Legion, every soldier mentioned his knights with a thumbs up and a face full of pride. They can treasure the Knights' achievements, and they can tell every battle in which the Knights have participated vividly and immersively.

They respect these knights from the bottom of their hearts. Whenever a knight passes by, they will always willingly get out of the way and greet them warmly.

Infected by the soldiers, Avery is intrigued by the Iron Gate and the knights under his command.

During that Ferry's attack, he watched the Knights go on an expedition, and witnessed the spectacular scene of the bloodied iron horsemen returning to the barracks seven days later amid the cheers of thousands of soldiers and the people.

In this battle, the Knights dispatched two long knight brigades, 500 peripheral knights, beheaded 2,300, and captured nearly 3,000 people. Defeated one of the Silver Knights of the Phillips.

At the same time, they also retaliated by breaking through the Kongzhì line and penetrating deep into the Kongzhì area of Feilie, directly erasing the four Feilie townships with a population of more than 1,000 from the map.

By the time the knights returned to the barracks, most of them were so weak that they could not even ride their horses. For seven days and seven nights, they were running non-stop and fighting. Their armor was covered with scars, and their bodies and the fur of their horses were covered with blood.

Only those who have seen it with their own eyes know what a shocking scene it was. It was at that time that Avery remembered the two tower-like figures and their names in the weary ranks of knights.

"They are Lord Karenic's servant knights. On the left is a shield-bearer, named Aguli, and on the right is a sword-bearer, named Debata. ”

"Don't look at them as subordinate knights, but they all have the strength of glory knights. ”

"This time Lord Karenich did not go on the expedition, but only the two of them. Obediently, with these two killing gods here, the Ferret people are considered to have fallen into blood mold. ”

"Of course, these two are notoriously ruthless. ”

That year, the chatter of the soldiers was still echoing in his ears, and at this moment, looking at the two faces in front of him, Avery was in a trance of time and space for a while.

A few years earlier, he had heard that Karenich had left the Ninth Legion because he had lost his fighting spirit. These two servants also went away with him. No one knows where they went. He also sighed for a long time because of this sad news.

Unexpectedly, they actually appeared in front of them in such an identity and in such a way!

Time. Avery didn't know what to say.

"Mr. Aguri, Mr. Debata," said Avery for a long time, and said seriously, "I have heard of the name for a long time." ”

Aguli and the others looked at Avery. Just when he took this sentence as an ordinary greeting. But Avery poked his head slightly and whispered, "If you have the chance, please say hello to the honorable Lord Karenich on my behalf." You see, I'm a big admirer of him. ”

Agul and Debata's faces changed suddenly.

Although when they entered the camp, they both used their own names. However, few people would know that they were Karenich's servant knights. Especially after Karenic lost his vindictiveness a few years ago and they left together. Even the Ninth Legion had long forgotten about them.

The two didn't expect that this knight, who was far away in the south, actually knew him.

"How do you know us?" Debata's hand silently pressed the hilt of the sword.

"Eight years ago, I went to the Longmen camp on business...... "Avery recounted the battle of that day, and said solemnly, "the two adults led the army to the battle. Defeat the Phillips Army. On the day of the triumph, I was standing on the side of the road. Greet you with all of you. At that time, I only hated not being one of you. ”

Hearing Avery answer, Agul and Debata couldn't help but be a little moved.

They have been in battle. Eight years ago, even they couldn't remember the battle, but they didn't expect this Avery to remember it so clearly. And what's even more surprising is that. From Avery's demeanor and tone, they could feel a kind of respect from the heart.

Although they have long lost the vanity of their youth, this respect is also very rare for them who have experienced the warmth and coldness of humanity because of the loss of their fighting spirit.

I tried to ask about the day. Aguli and Debata are sure that Avery is not lying. And with the recollection of this past, slowly, the atmosphere between the three of them also eased from the vigilance and tension just now.

Aguli and Debata no longer regard Avery as the generals who came to deal with him, and Avery seems to have forgotten the generals behind him and his own purpose.

The more the three of them talked, the more speculative they became, and they talked and laughed.

And this scene, in the eyes of others, is a little wrong.

Although the generals of the private army did not expect Avery to come to an iron-fisted suppression and a good show, they never thought that as the deputy commander of the army, he not only did not strictly enforce military discipline, but chatted with the other party! Looking at that posture, it seemed that he could talk like that until dawn tomorrow!

"The more I looked, the more I felt like they were a bunch. Among the generals of the private army, the aristocratic general with gloomy eyes said casually.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. The generals of the private army looked at each other, and suddenly felt a trace of unusual taste from this sentence.

"Don't say it, I feel that way," the tall knight echoed, smacking his lips, "these rabble, you don't know that they are guilty of doing this enough to be sent to the gallows, right?

As he spoke, he slammed his fist into his palm and looked around at everyone, "Yes! That's the problem." These guys are self-contained on weekdays, and no one obeys anyone. If there was no one behind them, no one to vouch for their felonies, they would not have been able to twist into a rope to do such a thing!"

The words of the tall knight immediately hit the doubts in the hearts of the generals of the private army.

Someone interjected: "In twelve prayers, it will be the deadline for the army of Fano to go out." The adults and Eugene have been at a stalemate over the logistics and supply issues, and they have not yet come up with a result. You say, in order to ensure that the rear army goes out on time, will Eugene fight the idea of the rear camp?"

As soon as his words fell, another person continued: "Surely! Moreover, not only the rear army will go on the expedition, but we will really tear our faces and fight." If you want to fight for the control of Muni City, the rear camp is also the top priority!"

The words of these two people only made everyone frightened.

The aristocratic general, whose eyes were gloomy, stepped forward and eagerly said to Darnell, who was sinking like water, "My lord, what they said is right. The rabble army did not come early or late, but at this time to surround the rear camp, obviously with bad intentions. Also, as soon as Avery arrived, he declared martial law, making it clear that he wanted to tie our hands and feet. If the rabble is really their gang, then ......"

Darnell's eyes narrowed and shone brightly!

Others. It's all a gasp.

At this time, after thinking about it carefully, everyone realized that a long prayer time had passed, and the entire logistics escort team was surrounded by the rabble, and there was not even a little news. In particular, Herman, the leader of the convoy, has not even shown up until now. This is not normal!

What's going on inside?

If the other party is really a group. If the rabble mutiny. It's really a conspiracy directed by Eugene's side behind the scenes, so wait any longer, these people present have all become idiots who can be teased!

Thinking of this, no one can hold their breath anymore.

Darnell shook off his stride, walked to Avery's side, and said with a gloomy face: "Deputy Commander Avery, the rabble army has brazenly mutinied and surrounded the logistics escort. Disturbing the barracks is an unforgivable sin. I hope that you will deal with it impartially, arrest the leading rebels immediately, disarm the rabble, and calm the situation. ”

By the end of the day, Darnell was already in full swing.

At the same time, the generals behind him also hula and surrounded him.

Avery was chatting with Aguli when he heard the sound. Looking back at Darnell in surprise, he asked, "Mutiny?

In fact. Avery was halfway to the rabble barracks after seeing off Eugene when he got the news that the rabble was surrounding the logistics convoy. This news made him, who originally gloated and watched the excitement, and even wanted to cheer up and support this rabble, was a little disappointed for a while.

It's one thing for the rabble to trouble the logistical convoys. It is another matter to transfer troops to surround the barracks without authorization. The nature of the two is very different!

As a deputy commander-in-chief, Avery is well aware of the bottom line of military law in an army. And the actions of the rabble have completely exceeded this bottom line. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as audacious or even crazy. Even if he leans towards them. It also had to be dealt with with with an iron fist to avoid causing a catastrophe.

However, Avery discovered that the rabble had only surrounded the logistical convoy from beginning to end, and had not attacked. Especially when he found out that the leaders of this mutiny were actually Aguli and Debata, he completely let go of the big stone in his heart.

Although he still does not know whether the purpose of the mutiny led by Aguli and Debata is to force the logistics escort to release the teenager, it is a fact that they did not do it.

At the same time, Avery didn't believe that imperial heroes like Aguli and Debata would do anything bad for Lulian.

He knew that behind this qiē, there must be some kind of reason hidden. But right now, he wasn't ready to get the answer and share it with Darnell and the gang.

Avery looked surprised at Darnell's questioning, as if he didn't even know what was going on.

"Avery, you ......" Darnell wanted to tear this face in front of him!

Just now, this guy announced martial law in front of him, and took over the right to dispose of it, with a posture of not letting go of the crisis. But in a blink of an eye, he put on this face for himself.

No matter how shameless it is, it can't be so shameless, right?!

However, Darnell had been with Avery for many days, and knowing his character, it was useless to say more to himself. didn't say much to him at the moment, just turned his head viciously to Aguli and said: "I don't care who you are, now you listen to me, and immediately let your people stop making trouble and return to the camp to be examined." ”

As he spoke, he simply waved his hand decisively and motioned to a group of private army generals behind him: "You go in immediately, check the situation of the logistics escort, find Herman, and ask him to come to see me immediately! If anyone dares to stop him...... he met Aguli's gaze fiercely, "There is no mercy!"

"Yes!" the crowd commanded.

As knights, in terms of strength, although they are not as good as the two glorious knights in front of them, they all have the status of senior officers of the coalition forces. Based on this alone, they don't believe that the other party dares to attack them.

In any case, contact the logistics escort team first!

With Darnell's order, more than a dozen private generals and their attendant knights and guards drew their long swords at the same time, kicked their horses in the belly, and rushed towards the blockade of the rabble soldiers.

"Stop!"

Seeing this, the generals of Avery and Eugene scolded one after another.

However, for the hard-hearted private army generals, such an order has no effect. In the blink of an eye, a private knight who suddenly came to the front had already rushed to the blockade line on horseback.

In the face of the rushing knights, the rabble soldiers remained unmoved.

This time, the blockade logistics convoy was instructed not to take action without receiving an order. Therefore, in the face of the generals of the private army who came from the horses, these men just grabbed the hilt of the sword in their hands, their eyes were wide with anger, and their feet were firmly nailed to the spot.

The knight of the private army sneered and did not slow down!

Seeing that he was about to collide head-on with a thin rabble soldier, suddenly, a horse leaned forward and hit him in the side!

Rumble!

The horses neighed and the dust was flying!

The knight of the private army was struck by this, and flew out sideways, even with men and horses. Centaurs parted in the air. The war horse fell to the ground and neighed and rolled, pulling out a long ravine, but the man shot directly forty or fifty meters away like a loaded cannonball, knocking down a pile of barrels and debris, and the fragments were flying.

Herod!

A group of private knights who followed closely behind him were shocked and stopped their horses. For a while, I only saw a group of horses or hoof-raisers standing up, or spinning in place, making a mess!

When everyone was frightened, they found that in front of the line of rabble soldiers, Debata, who was like a steel beast with all his beard and hair, stood with a horse and a spear!

The eight battle rings are like eight whirling thunderstorms, flying up and down, filled with a chilling manic energy! As if as long as you get closer, you will be attacked, devoured by it, and turned into ashes!

There was a dead silence at the scene!

The people around looked at this god-like knight blankly, and their hearts beat wildly, and dozens of private army generals and the servants and guards around them were all frightened, reined in their horses, and hesitated!

It's too fast, it's too strong!

Just now, Debata was still standing beside Aguli and Avery and watched coldly as the private army generals, under the order of Darnell, suddenly launched to attack the blockade line of the rabble soldiers. And in the blink of an eye, he had turned into a bolt of lightning, and at the last moment, he smashed the knight into the air!

Although on the surface, the force of this collision is all due to the divine steed that he sat down on Xia Taima. But true insiders know that the power of the war horse, in addition to its own suzhì, lies more in the strength of the knight.

The stronger the knight's fighting spirit, the stronger the horse's strength and stamina. The higher the knight's riding skills, the more agile and fast the horse's movements will be.

The collision just now, from the start to the full sprint, is only a blink of an eye. Moreover, the distance left for him was only twenty or thirty meters. To be able to control the horse to complete such a charge in such a short time and such a short distance, whether it is fighting spirit or riding skills, it is absolutely terrifying!

With such a god-like figure in front of him, who can get by...... (To be continued......)