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"Army!"

"Cavalry, all cavalry. ”

"Oh my God, get out of the way!"

As the sound of horses' hooves grew louder and louder, the crowd was chaotic. People from afar flocked to the highway to try to get a look. The people in the middle of the highway quickly retreated to both sides. I'm afraid of being swept away by the roaring frenzy.

A moment later, in the darkness of night, dozens of cavalrymen with flags in their hands rushed out first. Their armor glistened in the light of the Demon Moon. The horse under the crotch is tall and powerful, the horse's legs are slender, every step is extremely wide, and the frequency of flying is extremely fast, and it is in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

Momiji Knights!

As soon as they saw the flags in the hands of the cavalrymen, the civilians immediately exclaimed. And the Viscount Wenger soldiers in front of the level changed their faces at that time.

In the blink of an eye, these cavalry had swept to the front of the checkpoint less than a hundred meters.

"Get out of the way!" shouted one of the knights in the cavalry before he could arrive.

The crowd had already avoided both sides of the road, and even Joseph's convoy moved to the side in a routine defensive posture as soon as it heard the sound of horses' hooves. In the middle of the wide road, only a dozen soldiers of Viscount Wenger and the checkpoints they set up were left.

The levels are set up in the way that the lords are used to blocking the road to collect taxes. An old wooden medium-sized freight wagon is parked on each side of the road. Between the two cars is a railing with a thick bowl mouth. In front of the railing, seven or eight deer bars made of sharpened logs were placed side by side.

Seeing the galloping cavalry, the soldiers of Wenger's guard were all shocked and frightened. If the black-clothed priests stationed at the checkpoint only guessed the truth of the matter and maintained a tacit understanding, then these private soldiers knew exactly what was happening.

In the last two months, they have done the same thing no less than twenty times. Although most of them were the hands of the Black Skull bandits, at least four or five of them were directly involved. Not to mention anything else, there are no less than thirty survivors who died on the checkpoints along the way!

Now, their mission is to intercept anyone who might pass by the attack. It was a felony for a nobleman's private armed attack on a caravan. As long as they are not caught, and there are no accusations of survivors, no individual can do anything about them. But once the matter is exposed, everyone, including Viscount Wenger, will be sent to the gallows!

Seeing dozens of cavalry galloping towards him, a sturdy private soldier captain with a beard tied into pigtails at the checkpoint quickly whispered a few words to a soldier next to him, telling him to quickly go around the back of the carriage and ride to the next checkpoint to deliver the letter. Then he led the people to the front of the level.

"Please stop...... captain took the torch from the soldier next to him, opened his hand, and waved it at the speeding Red Leaf Cavalry, shouting loudly.

It was his last voice.

At that moment, no one knew what would happen next.

The people around him just stared blankly as the captain and the platoon of soldiers beside him raised their torches and shouted. And the cavalry that flew in did not slow down in the slightest.

They just naturally changed their formation when they were close to each other fifty meters away. The four heavily armored knights and their equally heavily armored horses were placed at the front. Then, an icy voice rang out amid the thunderous sound of horses' hooves.

"Blocker, kill!"

With this voice, the four knights bloomed with dazzling battle rings, the armor and saddle lit up with vine-like streamers, and the muscles and blood vessels of the horses that sat down expanded rapidly with the stimulation of the fighting spirit, turning into roaring beasts in an instant.

Too late to breathe, too late to blink, too late to even fear.

In just a moment when the wind was howling, the four knights had already smashed into the group of private soldiers with extremely frightened and distorted faces with their shining and flowing rifles. Boom! A loud bang came to everyone's ears. In their sharply constricted pupils, the four knights had already rushed through the level, galloping forward without stopping. Behind them, in the air, were splatters of blood, tumbling torches, shards of wood and severed limbs.

Dada...... With the sound of hurried horses' hooves, dozens of cavalry followed by swept over like a howling wind. As they swept the surviving private soldiers, the iron-clad warriors swung their swords or bows, slashed them down one by one, and galloped away. ,

By the time their backs disappear into the dark night, leaving only the sound of torches and galloping horses' hooves, the entire level has turned into hell.

The torches that fell to the ground beeped and burned. In the flickering light of the fire, the ground was littered with flesh and pieces of wood. The carriages on both sides of the road slid down the land base and lay upside down in a miserable posture. Twelve soldiers of Viscount Wenger lay on the ground, and even the soldier who had just mounted his horse to report the news was shot by a feather arrow and fell to the side of the road.

The people next to me were all stupid.

Not to mention ordinary people, even Joseph and a group of papal knights, they only felt a cold chill crawling up from their backs. The cold hairs stand on end.

From the appearance to the contact, the knights of the Red Leaf only warned with a warning of "dodge".

The warning was followed by a silent slaughter. They were like a pack of lions running wildly, tearing apart the soldiers who stood in their way and sending them away. From beginning to end, their speed did not slow down a little, and they didn't even glance at the people next to them, and they didn't make any reason or explanation.

In the blink of an eye, the twelve soldiers who were still alive just now had become dead. The level that blocked hundreds of people here has already turned into a mess.

"Oh my god. A civilian near the checkpoint looked at the corpses on the ground, took a step back, stumbled under his feet, and sat down.

With this move, he immediately brought a chain reaction around him, and the crowd retreated as if he had seen a ghost.

And the earth continues to shake.

A moment later, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and hundreds of horsemen rolled by like a flood. The same freshly clothed angry horses, the same steel armor and Rulin riding spears, are also the same silent, cold, and murderous.

After that, every minute or two, a group of cavalry galloped over. Second, third, fourth...... Before and after, six or seven hundred!

The crowd of onlookers was already stupid, and Joseph squinted slightly, looking at the back of the Knights of the Red Leaves who were gradually disappearing, and then turned his gaze at Kenneth, who was already pale.

Joseph met Kenneth eight years ago.

At that time, Joseph was quite proud, and Kenneth was just a small papal guard. Joseph helped Kenneth as he became one of the most violent black-clergy in the Inquisition, the violent institution of the Holy See, and worked his way up to the position of squadron leader.

And with Joseph's loss of power and increasing ostracism, many people who originally knew Joseph were afraid to avoid him, Kenneth still had a bit of a conscience, and would always find a tavern with Joseph in the dead of night to have a quiet drink or two, chat, and do his duty as a friend.

Although Joseph is mediocre in ability, this does not mean that he is a fool.

As soon as he saw the Red Leaf Knights kill the soldiers of Viscount Wenger's guard stationed at the checkpoint, he knew that things were definitely not as simple as they seemed on the surface. In addition to the Momiji Knights dispatching an entire brigade, the private squad leader and the Momiji Knights who tried to stop them also reacted abnormally.

What qualifications does a small Viscount private soldier squad have to try to make the other party stop after the Red Leaf Knight's warning? And the Red Leaf Knight stopped and said a few words, it didn't take long in the first place, and no one dared to stop them. Why do you do this without saying a word?

There is only one answer, that is, the Red Leaf Knights are dispatched, and there is a certain connection behind the Viscount Wenger setting up a checkpoint here and encircling hundreds of pedestrians.

"What's going on?" asked Joseph.

Power is a man's most gorgeous coat. Even in the morning, Joseph was just a middle-aged fat man with a fat body, a ruddy complexion, and a mediocre appearance and temperament, but once he put on the black robe of the county bishop, the whole person's temperament became completely different from usual.

Although he was friendly with Joseph and was extremely familiar with him, at this moment, Kenneth still felt an inexplicable pressure under Joseph's gaze.

Kenneth did not know what miracle had happened to Joseph that allowed him to escape from the death of the entire Lulian Holy See, and even to go one step further under the hand-picked of Archbishop Wallace, but this did not prevent him from being in awe of this powerful force. Besides, from the bottom of his heart, Kenneth was really scared.

If he and his men had stood with the lord's private soldiers, it would probably have been the same fate. After all, he was just a black-clad priest in Bronshire, and his status was not high enough to hold a behemoth like the Momiji Knights accountable for him. Even if the Holy See investigates it afterwards, it will only be an understatement from the Carré family. And just now, he saw the heir of the Carré family, Philip!

Hearing Joseph's questioning, Kenneth did not hesitate at all, and whispered in his ear what had happened and his own judgment.

When Joseph heard the order from the Holy See in the Western District, his eyes lit up.

"Come with me!" Joseph said to Kenneth, quickly getting into his carriage and giving an order: "Keep up with the Knights of Momiji!"

The night was getting deeper.

The light of the magic moon on the horizon could not bring a trace of warmth to the people in the increasingly cold wind on the top of the mountain. A bonfire was lit in the caravan, and all the clothes that could be taken out of the caravan had been taken out, and everyone sat around the fire in thick clothes, quietly drinking hot soup, and watching the bonfire jump like a demon.

The bandits down the hill haven't moved since the last failed sneak attack. Hundreds of bandits, hidden in the dark. Only a few campfires and torches held high by some cavalry as they roamed away could be faintly seen.

No one knows what the bandits are doing.

Some speculate that they have quietly retreated. Some speculate that they are setting up a new offensive or preparing to repeat their old tactics while the car formation is slackening.

These two very different analyses make the people in the car formation impetuous. Many people would warm up by the campfire for a while, and then run to the outer wall of the car to look down the hill.

In order to prevent the enemy's sneak attack, the two mercenary squads and the highly skilled knights in the convoy have already gone up to the outer wall of the car formation. On the armor-piercing crossbow and the two guard towers, there are people on duty at all times. All the torches that can be lit have been lit. Rows are inserted in the car formation, illuminating the surroundings transparently.

The Ling family sisters and the four trainees were left in the inner formation because of their lack of experience.

Ling Xue drank the soup, her eyes glancing at Roy standing in the carriage outside from time to time, her eyes full of curiosity. Sister Lingshuang is no exception. Whether it's the topic or the gaze between him and his sister, it's inseparable from Roy. I didn't notice the jealous eyes of the four teenagers beside me.

Of the four trainees, two are from Camp 2 and the other two are from Camp 3. They are all first-year students who are preparing to return to Muni City after the annual combat training in Medin City. Because they happened to be in the same caravan on the road, a small group centered on Ling Shuang and Ling Xue was formed.

Although they belong to different training camps, the six of them get along fairly well along the way. After all, the grievances between the academies are not worth mentioning at all in front of two beautiful girls who are like flowers. Besides, everyone doesn't want to lose their grace in front of the girl they admire.

When the caravan was attacked, the four cadets were decent. The three knight cadets drew their swords and fought with the enemy at the first time. A rain of third-level fire unleashed by the young mage also bought the caravan guards time to react when they were suddenly attacked.

It's just that because the four of them are killing people for the first time, and it is also the first time they have seen such a tragic scene, so after being rescued to the top of the mountain, everyone's faces are not very good-looking. In particular, the weak mage and a knight cadet also experienced violent vomiting.

This time, the gap between them and Roy is reflected. Roy, who rushed to the end and didn't come back until the end, killed at least four or five of his men, but he was as calm as if nothing had happened. At a young age, there is naturally a taste of the rest of the battle.

After that, the four teenagers, who are extremely enthusiastic about the twin sisters, find that the beautiful eyes of the two girls always seem to glance at Roy with a blank look.

Following the girl's eyes, they saw Roy discussing defensive strategies with Fergus, Alder and others, saw everyone waiting anxiously around the carriage he was in, saw the charming elf maid following him inch by inch, and saw him being selected into the reserve team that only the strongest could join!

This qiē dwarfed the four training camp trainees who were regarded as the pride of the sky, and they were unconvinced and secretly compared.

In their eyes, Roy was just relying on his cold-hearted heart and a few high-ranking knights' retinue. If you really want to compare strength, how can a guy who doesn't even have a battle ring compare to these armed knights and apprentice mages like them?

However, the superiority of being a trainee in the training camp soon disappeared without a trace with Roy's bow and arrows.

Sitting in front of the fire at this moment, the students were not only depressed, but they only hoped that this nightmare would end as soon as possible and that they would be able to leave here as soon as possible.

In the silence, suddenly, the students noticed that the crowd was in a commotion. Many of the guards hurried to the west.

"Another sneak attack?!" several people looked at each other, stood up, and went up the wall along the tunnel. When they stood still in the crowd and looked down, the blood on their faces suddenly receded.

I saw that at the foot of the mountain, hundreds of bandits had surrounded the foot of the mountain. In every direction, there were dozens of bandits with rockets in their hands.

In the sporadic firelight, the voice of the bandit leader Juan hit straight up like thunder.

"Give you three minutes! Burn or surrender!". ）