The sky was bright, and a team appeared on the road to Jinshui City.

At the head of the line were two columns of war beast cavalry, two hundred in all, all composed of proud knights. Most of them were dressed in pure gold scale armor, holding fine iron war spears, the one-foot-long blade flashed with purple gold cold light, which was also the unique luster of pure gold, and they carried a round shield with fine iron wrapped edges on their backs, and even the sheathed long sword was stuck horizontally on their shoulders, which must not be ordinary. The war beast under their crotch was as big as a rhinoceros, with gray skin as dull as iron, and its crocodile-like head had four eyes, two of which were on the front, like the eyes of a lion tiger, and two on the side, the size of a bull's eye. The beast had six limbs under its abdomen, its knees and claws covered in leather armor, and its knee joints, flanks, and head and neck were covered with fine iron scale armor.

On either side of the saddle of the beast hung a heavy crossbow, a yew wood composite bow, twenty arrows and crossbows, and five fine iron javelins, plus riders and protective gear, each beast carried a weight of almost 1,000 pounds, but it was nothing, and the miserable blue forked tongue poked out from time to time with a large mouth full of fangs, which seemed to be relaxed.

The knights held high five flags, one golden and four silver, embroidered with a phoenix-crested long-tailed kite symbolizing the Augustian family, and on the other side were armored knights with long swords in both hands, symbolizing glory.

Founded by Princess Roland August, the Knights of Glory turned the tide and defeated the Unicorn Knights of the Rand Empire to become the mainstay of the Kingdom of Gambis. With the support of the Marquis of Golon, the Knights of Glory have been reorganized and expanded, and now have 1 Golden Knight, 10 Silver Knights, each with a banner, 4 Knights, 50 Trainee Knights, and each knight is equipped with a Swift Dragon War Beast.

Although most of the trainee knights of the Glory Knights rely on refining potions to stimulate their bloodlines, they have experienced real battles, they are determined, skilled in martial arts, brave and tenacious, and they are by no means comparable to ordinary trainee knights.

There are four silver flags representing the four Silver Knights, 16 Knights and 200 Cadet Knights, and although they are less than half the number of the Knights of Glory, the golden banner represents Roland's presence in person.

As long as Roland is around, they are the Knights of Glory.

Behind the Knights of Glory was a group of tall and burly barbarians. They were generally over 7 feet tall and had naked, muscular tops, and women had only animal skins wrapped around their chests, revealing the same muscular muscles and mottled scars, tattooed faces, and carrying large, heavy weapons. More than a dozen "short men" with a height of less than 2 meters and green faces each pulled a huge carriage to follow the team, the wheels leaving deep ruts on the rammed road, but the speed was not slightly slower than the previous team.

The barbarians of Arret are wild and tough as rocks.

The barbarians were followed by 200 paladin cavalry, dressed in tough rhino leather armor with the mark of a level 3 paladin carved on their shoulders, riding horned wolf war beasts.

This firstborn two-horned giant wolf is the same size as a war horse, and is the most spiritual of all alienated war beasts, and their physique and lethality may not be as good as that of the Swift Dragon, but their excellent cooperative combat ability makes them the most stable and excellent war beasts.

The horned wolf cavalry was followed by 800 second-class paladins, their eyes fixed and dignified, riding sturdy horses, spears in hand, triangular shields on their backs, and heavy flails laid across the saddle. Even a trainee knight would not be able to use such a powerful melee weapon without hard training.

At the back of the procession were one after another freight wagons, under the banner of the saber-toothed tiger merchant group, which stretched for thousands of meters, and there were as many as 600 trucks.

The road was wide enough to see pedestrians except for the convoys, and the Yorkist sentry guards had long since diverted the other convoys away from the main road. On both sides of the road are rows of straight hemlock trees, which do not look very old, but they are almost the same distance from tree to tree, and they look very neat. Beyond the roadbed, the wheat fields are green and pleasantly growing, and the lush hills stand in the distance, and the outline of the village can be faintly seen at the foot of the mountain.

Roland looked at the view of the centaur hills with interest, and when her eyes fell on an old barbarian, her eyes rolled and the corners of her mouth curled into a sly smile, urging the unicorn under her seat to rush forward.

The unicorn of the Rand Empire is shaped like a lion tiger, with a single horn like a short sword on its forehead, and its golden fur is smooth and majestic, and it is many times stronger than the Swift Dragon. It moved its limbs and carried the eldest princess Roland, and in a few steps it reached the side of the barbarian elder.

"Uncle Harald, the owner of this land is one of the three pinnacle knights of the human race, perhaps the strongest golden knight...... Well, I haven't met that old man in Nakhtigar, but I'm sure she's better than the brute. White-blond hair fluttered in the wind, Roland said in the language of a savage.

"The barbarian?" the barbarian elder walked forward step by step, his human lingua franca a little jerky.

"It's the Neo West you've seen, the Emperor of the Rand, a legendary knight, a fierce warrior, and a half-barbarian. Roland gritted his teeth, his little snow-white hands tugging at the unicorn's mane.

"Ma'am, you humans are weird. Harald organized the lingua franca and said slowly: "You divide your strength by the silver level, the gold level, and the legendary level. How can strength be divided? The victor is glorious, the loser sleeps peacefully, the strong earth dragon will die from the venom of the wind snake, the barbarian boy can kill the wind snake with a throwing axe, and the mad earth dragon can bite the barbarian Gorsa. I don't understand what strength has to do with rank. ”

"The hierarchy of human beings is for identity and status. ”

Sophia rode a swift dragon and said as she spoke, her amethyst eyes glancing at Roland's unicorn, which had been her mount.

"It's also for the sake of order, and for the treatment commensurate with the status. ”

Grand Duke Williams leaned over and said with a smile: "The Golden Rank is equivalent to the status of the Duke, and the Legendary Rank is equivalent to His Majesty the King." Elder Harald, you are a king by our human standards. ”

"Isn't the king the only one of the great tribes of men?" Harald shook his head in confusion, "There are two Gorsas in my tribe...... I am not a king, barbarians have no king. ”

Williams' eyes lit up as he pondered how to continue the temptation. Roland didn't care about this, she glared at her uncle angrily, and then pulled the topic back, "Uncle Harald, you have met Neowest, what do you think of his combat effectiveness?"

"I don't know. ”

Harald said slowly, "What do you say in your human language? We didn't fight, but I can't reserve my strength in front of him. ”

You can't keep your strength, that is, you have to exert all your strength.

Roland tilted his head and looked at the Barbarian Elder carefully, trying to gauge whether he could get the legendary Barbarian to go all out.

"Uncle Harald, what do you think of me, can I defeat Neovestre?"

The Barbarian Berserker had a keen instinct for combat, and Roland thought it would be more accurate to ask Elder Harald directly.

Harald glanced at Roland, "You can kill him." ”

"Uncle, you didn't say anything. ”

Roland lay on the unicorn's back, grunting listlessly. There is no creature that the Golden Knight can't kill, but killing and defeating are completely different concepts. It's like the Silver Knight can kill Harald, but if it really starts, the legendary barbarian completely crushes the Silver Knight.

Grand Duke Williams smiled slightly, Roland's temperament is exactly the same as that of his ancestors, he is frank and innocent, and his every move has a charm that impresses people's hearts, but the Auguste family is already a royal family, and he must bear the burden of the family.

Just as Williams racked his brains to continue the temptation, Harald suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, his rock-like body swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the whole person instantly grew in a full circle, and the wild and fierce aura made the alienated war beasts around him restless.

Frenzy?

A thought crossed Williams' mind.

"Sylvia is here. ”

Roland had already sat up straight, urging the unicorn to rush forward, "Stand by and get out of the way." The Knights of Glory guided the dragon to the sides, making way for the captain.

Harald paused, and took a step towards Roland's unicorn, the solid ground forming cobweb-like cracks beneath his feet, three majestic figures following closely behind. Williams noticed that Harald hadn't wielded his tomahawk, and that the three Gold-Tier berserkers hadn't gone berserker.

"Condensing the spiritual pressure on Harald alone from such a distance, without showing hostility, only Sylvia can do it. ”

Pope Clement paced over on a horned wolf, and a relaxed smile appeared on the face of the legendary priest. If no one can make the legendary berserker feel the pressure, it will be too frustrating for humanity.

"Her Highness Sylvia has come down to meet us, we can't afford to keep our master waiting. ”

Pope Clement drives the Horned Wolf, the legendary Paladin Tournans, the Sixth-Order Paladin Wallace, the Fifth-Order Battle Priest Kent, the Fifth-Order Priest Bishop Pero, and 18 Ruling Samurai to protect him. Grand Duke Williams also beckoned the two grand knights to follow, and as for Sophia and the four grand knights of the Knights of Glory, they had already chased Roland out of the group.

At a distance of 700 meters from the team, everyone saw five huge land chocobos approaching, led by the land chocobo bird is even larger than its kind, the water blue feathers are like exquisite silk in the morning light, the beak is like a giant axe, the claws are like a hook, looking forward to being arrogant, and the horse is extraordinary.

A graceful female knight rode on the back of a blue swift bird, her red hair was like a flowing fire, and the depths of her eyes seemed to be a sea of lava and fire, which made it impossible to look at directly. Williams only glanced at it, and then shifted his gaze, although Sylvia was not aimed at herself, but observing the reflection of the Fire Elemental Sea too soon would hinder her will, and she would be afraid or intoxicated by the Elemental Sea.

The barbarian elder clenched his fists, his expression was desolate and resolute, and his momentum was rising, like a majestic mountain across the earth, and like a wild and cruel wild beast. The three Urusa didn't understand why the elders were so solemn, and they all entered a state of madness. Harald raised his left hand, and the Golden Berserker lifted his berserk again.

Williams realized that a weaponmaster with a talent for berserk could control a berserker of the golden rank of berserker, and he heard Harald say in a jerky lingua franca, "The top of the mountains greets you, son of Tyrone." ”

"I am Sylvia, Lord of the Kingdom of Gambis, Guardian of House York, and Divine Knight. Mighty barbarian warrior, what do you want from me?" Sylvia's voice was burning and majestic, like a god's mansion high above.

"A piece of land large enough for my people to live in, preferably mountainous, with enough game and water. ”

"As you wish, respected barbarian elder, but please do not harm my people, for if my people dare to offend the glory of the barbarian, they will lose my protection. ”

"Yes. Harald nodded, "I swear to the Holy Mountain that the barbarians will not take the initiative to harm humans, and if they disobey, he will lose the glory of the son of the mountain and become an exile." ”

"The hills welcome the sons of the mountains. ”

Sylvia jumped off the swift bird, her fiery red hair turned a sun-kissed gold, her eyes were blue and pure, and the Spirit Knight was transformed into a brilliant and unparalleled beauty.

"Elder Harald, I didn't expect your lingua franca to speak so well. You just called me 'Son of Tyrone?' can you tell me what that means?" asked Sylvia with a smile.

Harald didn't say a word, he was organizing the language, and Roland jumped in front of Sylvia and said, "Tyrone is the barbarian's name for the elemental sea...... Also, it took Uncle Harald more than two years to learn the lingua franca, and it only took me two months for Roland to learn the barbarian language. Silvia, how is it? Am I ice and snow smart?" Roland put on a smug expression that came to compliment me, but his eyes were fixed on the blue swiftbird, "What a big bird...... It's prettier than those two stupid birds in my house, let me touch ......"

The blue swift bird let out a warning sound of "cooing", and seeing that the creature that resembled its owner had no intention of retreating, its huge axe-like beak quickly pecked at the outstretched jade hand.

Roland's hand is beautiful, the jade fingers are delicate, and the tenderness seems to be able to pinch out the water, but this snow-white and moist little hand gently holds the sharp beak of the bird, no matter how the bird shakes its head, Roland unceremoniously strokes the oily neck feather of the blue bird with his other hand. The blue swiftbird tried to kick her with its powerful claws, but stumbled and couldn't stand on her feet.

"Silvia, will you give it to me? I'll trade the unicorn for you. ”

"Hercules may be the only ferocious swift bird in the Centaur Hills, and it has taken over a purple cane forest with a flock of swift birds. I caught it with my own hands and it took another five months to tame it. This guy has a short temper and never lets anyone ride except me and Victor. ”

"It's not very useful, but it's a big and ferocious animal, much stronger than a unicorn. Sylvia said lightly: "Roland, don't think I'll give you Hercules." ”

"Stingy. ”

Roland pursed his lips, saw the leather armor on Sylvia's body, his eyes lit up, let go of the dizzy Hercules, grabbed Sylvia's arm, and complimented: "Sylvia, you have become beautiful and younger, it must be because of love! Is the dragon lizard leather armor on your body made of the skin of the giant beast Itugos?"

"Roland, I've always been young!" Sylvia sneered.

Sylvia had always given the impression of being mature and glamorous, graceful and noble, but she now looked no more than twenty years old, and if she had usually ignored Roland's tricks, she would never have anything to do with them. This change in body and mind made Williams a little confused, he thought about it for a while, and decided not to call her Madame, "Your Highness Sylvia, may your martial arts prosper and your beauty will last forever." ”

Sylvia led the Grand Knight of the House of York and knighted Williams and said, "Good day, Grand Duke Williams." ”

"Sylvia, we haven't seen each other in a long time. ”

Clement and the high-ranking clergy stepped forward, and Sylvia curtsied, "Good day, Your Majesty." It is an honour for you to be here for the House of York. As she spoke, she saluted the jaws of the High Clergy, and only Tournans said, "May the Supreme Lord of Light guide your direction." "A serious tone is like that of an archbishop.

The two wonders are here......

Ignoring the bald paladin, Sylvia turned her gaze to Sophia, opened her arms, and said with a smile: "Dear cousin Sophia, I am very happy to see that you are safe and beautiful. ”

"I'm glad too, Cousin Sylvia. Sophia shook her purple hair and hugged Sylvia gently. At this moment, the anxiety and pressure in her heart were all gone, and only calm and warmth remained.

Roland hugged his chest with one hand and his cheeks with the other, and watched the two stunning beauties hugging each other cordially, so he secretly calculated that when he saw Victor, he must be ahead of the two, hugging their man, and saying: Dear little Victor, the teacher is very happy to see you.

Well, that's what it's going to do, them off! Who made you stingy?

Unaware of Roland's plan for revenge, Sylvia let go of Sophia and said to Harald, "We have set up a comfortable camp in front of us, stocked with abundant food and wine, for guests from afar to rest and enjoy. ”

"Is it purple cane?" Harald asked.

"Of course, there are 800 barrels of purple cane wine. Sylvia smiled and nodded.

Harald turned back and spoke a barbarian remark, and the three Urusa yelled a few words behind him, and the deafening cheers of the barbarians were heard from the convoy.

The stagnant ranks moved again, spears and hooves thundering, like a river of steel rushing forward.