Bernie wanted to retreat away, but his legs were limp and weak, and he could only watch the torrent rush towards him, the tip of the knight's spear glowed with coldness, the patterns on the armor of unknown enemies were clearly visible, and what made him feel palpitations was a pair of red, bloodthirsty eyes

However, when he felt that he was dead, countless dense white spots appeared in his sight, covering everything in front of him, and when he came back to his senses, where there were thousands of troops and horses, where there was a life and death crisis, everything was as before, and the previous scene seemed to be just a momentary illusion.

More than a dozen cavalrymen were still two hundred meters away, and the people nearby were only walking two or three steps away, although the other militiamen were on guard, but there was nothing else unusual, but every scene just now was very real, and he could remember every detail, and it was too far-fetched to say that it was cranky.

While Bernie was still struggling, the cavalry had already arrived at the gate of the town, and they raised the reins slightly, and the speed of the horses had slowed down considerably, but they had no intention of stopping to be inspected.

Seeing this scene, one of the militiamen behind Bernie stood up and shouted arrogantly: "Stop! This is Siye Town, and outsiders must be registered when they enter and leave!

Hearing this, Bernie's eyelids jumped wildly, and he wanted to turn around and fan this colleague, the equipment of these people in front of him knew at a glance that they were not down-and-out little nobles, although they were the head snakes of the ground, but whether they could provoke or not.

Stretching out his hand to grab the militia who wanted to step forward to stop him, Bernie first scolded the person who opened his mouth to provoke, and then said without humility or arrogance: "My subordinates are all rough people, and I hope that all the knights will not take their recklessness and rudeness to heart, I am Bernie, the leader of the militia squad in Siye Town, I am honored to meet you, welcome to Siye Town." ”

The knight at the head lifted his mask, revealing a cold and youthful face, it was Charon who had come from a long journey, and he glanced at Bernie lightly, this militia who was about to step into the knightly level had a keen intuition, and he was only affected by the momentum of their running just now.

"Is there a blacksmith named Eveli in town?"

Charon sat on horseback and asked, quite condescendingly, but Bernie did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and replied thoughtfully: "There is this man, but his whole family was attacked and killed by burglars yesterday morning, and his belongings were robbed, and the murderer has not yet been caught." ”

"Really?"

Charon's tone was still flat, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, Eveli was a member of the Intelligence Department on the West Coast, and a few days ago he also arranged a task for him through the other party's boss, but he lost contact yesterday, and it turned out that he was killed!

Charon, who was in a bad mood, didn't bother to speak anymore, his eyes met Bernie, and the golden sword in his eyes turned like a pointer, directly invading the other party's mind and searching for memories.

"Captain, Captain!"

In a violent shaking, Bernie, who fell to his knees, gradually regained consciousness, only to feel that his headache was about to explode, and the other militiamen gathered around him, looking at him worriedly.

He struggled to get up from the ground with his head pressed, "Tell me, what just happened?"

"Captain, you just said a few words to that group of people and they fell, they wanted to leave, we originally wanted to stop them"

The young militiaman's face showed a look of shame, he couldn't tell the fact that so many of his own people were easily intimidated by the other party, but it was definitely the most terrifying look he had ever seen, exuding a cold and downright killing intent

According to the memories obtained from the militia, Charon led a dozen knights to the residence of Yveli, and the low houses on both sides kept passing by, and the passers-by saw their tall and murderous appearance, and they all gave way one after another.

"Which nobleman's private soldier is this? He didn't fight on the front line, but he actually came here to show off his might, no wonder the eastern strip will continue to fall. ”

Someone cursed in a low voice, because of the long distance and the lack of developed communications, they did not know the news that the war had been completely lost, only that the situation was not good, the invaders were constantly advancing, and the timid nobles had secretly returned, blockaded the main city and arranged a back road.

And they can't recognize the military flag of the Del army, because there are many nobles on the west coast, and the symbols of the armed forces are not uniform, maybe it is the elite trained by the big nobles secretly, this kind of example is not uncommon.

After crossing several streets, passing several artisan shops, Charon and the others came to the blacksmith shop in Evely, where there were some mold grooves and miscellaneous items in the open space in front of the door, and the brown wooden door with iron bars was tightly closed, and the sign prohibiting entry leaned against the door.

Charon turned over and dismounted, and the knights behind him did the same, needless to say, there was already a person behind him who walked forward quickly, came to the door and drew his sword and slashed, the cold light leaped, and the thick gate turned into a dozen fragments and fell under the sharp blade.

Attentive people peeked from afar, and when they saw them neatly slash open the door of the blacksmith's shop, they couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and at the same time felt that there was a good show to watch.

There had been a murder here just yesterday, and although the blacksmith had only been here for a year or two, and had been out for a long time and rarely interacted with the townspeople, he was still half a local with the label of Siya.

The nobles in the town thought that they could not remain indifferent, in order to prevent the traitors from becoming more and more rampant, so they attached great importance to this matter, and when they were secretly investigating, they also protected the place where the crime occurred, and strictly forbade unrelated people to enter and destroy clues that may not have been discovered.

Now this group of people ignored the rules and trespassed without permission, which was completely a slap in the face of Siye, but this group of heavily armed cavalry did not look easy to mess with, and it is difficult to say how the town of Siye would choose, and the outsiders were waiting to watch the show.

After entering the room, the first thing that catches your eye is the blood stains splashed on the walls and floors, a large area of dried dark red still exudes a faint smell of blood, the hammer tools fall to the ground, the forge room is a mess, and the traces of the fight can be faintly seen.

"My lord, wait for the subordinates to check"

Before the black-faced knight could finish speaking, Charon interrupted him and said in a low voice, "I'll come in person!"

He closed his eyes and fell into a quiet and dark world, except for them, there were many lingering breaths in the room in his perception, some thick and some thin, mixed and entangled.

According to the nature and type of these breaths, Charon continued to deduce in his mind, and the blurred image gradually took shape, and flickered and alternated rapidly, like a constantly switching slide, recalling what had happened in this forge room in the past two days.

This method can be used as long as it is a knight-level with sentient ability, but whether the event can be completely replayed depends on the user's level of use of perception and the degree to which the perpetrator clears the traces.

At this time, Charon personally took action, and yesterday's events appeared in his eyes without concealment

The three of them knocked on the door in the early morning, pretending to be in urgent need of buying iron tools, and suddenly attacked after entering the door, although Yveli secretly hid his strength, he was still far inferior to these three people, and he was beheaded in less than ten seconds of life-and-death fighting.

The woman in the house came out of the inner bed, and immediately screamed for help when she saw the tragedy, and was pierced through the heart with a sword by the murderer, and was killed on the wall. The assailants searched for valuable belongings before the town's patrolling militia arrived, and of course did not forget to poison the infant child in the house.

The image gradually blurred, Charon withdrew from the state of perceptual deduction, slowly opened his eyes, dark red and bright eyes bloomed with murderous intent, and the powerful perception rapidly expanded out, covering a range of ten miles around Siye Town.

The Siye militia who had gathered in a hurry, the crowd around the blacksmith shop to watch, the fleeing refugees a few hundred meters away who were fighting for their living space, he sensed more and more people, and finally, he noticed three people hiding a few kilometers away.

"Let's go!"

Walking out of the blacksmith shop with the knights, Charon ignored the Siye militia who were waiting not far away, walked straight to the side of the warhorse, drew three javelins from the leather bag, and held them with one hand.

Facing the direction of the target, the fighting energy in Charon's body surged, the golden glow revealed from the gap in the armor, and the powerful power continued to gather to the right arm, and then threw out the javelin in his hand with force!

A terrible roar sounded, and three golden rays of light blasted through the air, shooting towards the sky in the shape of a pin, as fast as a meteor!

After a few breaths, there was a loud sound like a meteorite falling to the ground, and people with a certain strength could feel the shaking on the ground.

This scene suddenly made the noble knights who were about to come forward to warn Siye Town stop and look at each other, this kind of great power is difficult to do even if the peak knight level does his best, where did the strong man come out?!

The people who originally planned to watch the excitement also lost the power of words, and the timid and afraid of things have quietly withdrawn away, and some people are excited, no matter how many stories they hear, it is better to see them in person, there are indeed strong people in the world who surpass mortals!

"That black flag" An old man in the crowd muttered to himself, as if he remembered something, his eyes suddenly widened, and he pointed at Charon excitedly: "That flag is the Southern Army of Thors, they are not noble knights, they are Thors!

This sentence was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and all kinds of surprised and frightened voices erupted in the crowd, if it was before, they would have besieged a dozen people in this area with great emotion, but the strength shown by Charon made them dare not act rashly, and even many people fled with their legs.

The militia organization in Siye Town is even more difficult to ride, the noble knights dare not do it at all, the other party is likely to be a big knight, it would be good if they didn't kill them. But the invaders are not fighting on the front line with the aristocratic coalition forces, how can they appear here all of a sudden?!

Charon glanced at the group lightly, turned on his horse, and pulled down his armor, "Keep going, knights!"

The knights responded with a bang, and their brazen momentum was undisguised, following Charon from the passage that rushed through the crowd, and no one dared to stop him!