The thieves were still in turmoil, and some people were suspicious and asked, "Is it really forgiven?"

When the Grand Master saw that there were still people shaken, he was so angry by the thieves who were greedy for life and afraid of death that he struggled to scold: "Are you stupid? If there are really a hundred cavalry reinforcements, why do you charge ahead of the charge as an earl? Why don't you wait for Otto, Lancelot, and Jacob to surround you before starting work? You are stupid, I don't blame you, but please have a little observation, okay? Look with your eyes! Think with your brain! Are you primates or not?"

The bandits were ashamed and said that we were primates, and the regimental commander was right to criticize us. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Frederick looked at the bandits indifferently: "I will never pardon this Teutonic knight. He is already a dead man, and his only chance of life is to use you to delay the army and create a chance for him to escape. Whether you accept the pardon or bury him, choose for yourselves. ”

The bandits immediately felt that what they said was reasonable, and they began to ask whether they could be co-opted after the pardon, whether they could issue a bandit license, and if they paid tribute to Fort William, could they not encircle us, and so on.

The Grand Master's eyes fell, and he almost coughed up blood, and his mood was extremely gloomy, and he felt that Frederick's serious lying face was really impossible to look at directly. He walked around angrily, pulled down his armor gloomily, stared at Frederick and said, "You have no reinforcements at all. Presumably, a tree was tied to the back of the horse, dragged and galloped to create smoke and dust, and disguised the illusion of a hundred horses galloping. ”

Frederick looked at the bandit and said, "I'll count to three." If you don't roll out after counting, the pardon will be invalidated, and they will all be hanged. ”

The thieves looked at each other, you pushed me, I grabbed you, with an eager expression of "if you don't have enough brains, you can just run away".

Grand Master Xunyue's discipline was actually not able to withstand Frederick's prestige, he clearly believed that Frederick was making up a big lie, but he couldn't argue with him, so angry that he smoked, and walked over with the black cross giant sword: "It's okay, as long as I talk with your head, no one will not believe it." ”

As soon as the Grand Master approached, Farragut broke his silence and actually said a shocking sentence: "Your Highness retreats first, leave me alone." Without hesitation, he rushed forward with his sword.

Lily's face turned white when she heard this, and she thought in horror: "This strongest knight in red armor actually told Frederick to leave him alone?

Elena looked at Frederick with his sword and gasping through the crowd, and walked gently towards him, not asking for reinforcements, but asking him, "Why do you want to come?" ”

"Why didn't you tell me you were Elena?" Frederick turned his head to stare at her, as if annoyed, "If I had joined forces with you, I wouldn't have been cornered." ”

"You blame me, I can recognize you at a glance, but you don't recognize me. Elena met with him and argued.

"You don't show your identity, but you're afraid that I'll change. Seven years have passed, and you don't know what has become of me, so you can't trust me. Today I want you to know that even if the royal family betrays me, even if I betray the central bank, it's none of your business. Elena, you must always trust me, for I am your last lonely. Even if it's a long way away, I'll come day and night to fight for you. Frederick turned his head and admonished, and then turned his head and said, "Don't ask!", scolded the dragoons with "whether there are any reinforcements?" and then tore a cloak around his old wrist and walked out in a menacing manner.

Filia's eyes widened, thinking that Frederick was crazy, and warned with concern: "Flamingo told you to leave him alone! Grand Master's divine grace radiation burst out as high as 359, you recruit who has not yet awakened, don't go to cause trouble!"

Frederick glanced back at the dragoons and roared, "At least I won't abandon my soldiers!"

He seemed to be mentally prepared for the worst before the dragoons, and a pair of unscrupulous eyes scanned the dragoons, and asked condescendingly with pity, "Do you know why I killed Watson, who is ten times my senior? ”

Filia was in a trance.

Frederick's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered, "Is it because the enemy is too strong that you don't have to fight?" ”

After he said this, the tip of his sword tapped lightly on the ground, and the man had already walked behind Farragut, who was retreating step by step. Frederick then turned his head and raised his sword in both hands, the "running sword" starting hand that Lancelot himself had taught.

When Frederick rushed out from behind the blood-spurting defeated Farragut, his cloak unfurled like an unstoppable hero.

Farragut was grinning his teeth, the Black Cross was already pressed against his collarbone, the heat of the power sword sprayed wildly on his breastplate, the sparks of recoil surged like a grinding wheel cutting steel plates, but the fully loaded blade still couldn't withstand the Black Cross greatsword that Tarzan pressed on. At the last moment, the Ideal Messenger swept like a silver moon, suddenly appeared from behind Farragut, accelerated to 19 knots with an indestructible "Running Sword Style", and slashed at the Grand Master's waist armor with a roar!

The armor was already thin, and the Grand Master was slashed on the back by Frederick, and when he hated Frederick, he became even more jealous of the Ideal Messenger, and immediately gave up suppressing Farragut, and blocked the Ideal Messenger with a vertical sword, steadily blocking the Ideal Messenger - but the Ideal Messenger was not bounced off, but cut the edge of the Black Cross Greatsword like a blade through a candle.

"Imperial soldiers?!" The Grand Master shrank his pupils, knowing that the intersection of white blades would be cut out by the imperial soldiers, so he immediately crossed his sword, blocked the imperial soldiers with a wide sword spine, kicked the crooked sword body, and used his strength to bounce away the ideal messenger.

Frederick's mouth was sour, and the ideal messenger in his hand was flicked up, buzzing in the air. Seeing that the Grand Master was about to stab Frederick with his sword, Farragut had already risen up and slashed Grand Master's neck.

The Grand Master was as irritable as the angry fire dragon, determined to solve the unyielding Faragut first, and suddenly became ruthless, raised his hand and grabbed the power sword, and the power sword was suddenly bloody and crooked, and then the Grand Master ignored the severe pain in his palm, and continued to hold the hilt of Faragut's sword, his four fingers were stuck under the clutch, and the power sword was not allowed to accelerate, and the sword with his right hand slashed on Faragut's left collarbone, not only chopping through the plate armor, but also pushing the bloody Farragut all the way to rush and crash into the roadside tree, the cross sword cut inch by inch in the crack of the plate armor, "gurgle" Sawing into the flesh with a loud noise, just wait for Farragut to crash into a tree, and he can smash the cutting board like a sharp axe to chop off the head of a fish, and completely chop through the tough skull!

The undead flamingo has fulfilled its promise to fly loyally, and has finally reached its limit, about to fall in front of its master!