At the end of the narrow alley of Fenner stood hundreds of townspeople with their hands in hand, and on the other side, five unlucky people who had come out to make a tooth sacrifice, and a bird stood on the eaves on one side of the alley, and after two cries, it flew out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The two sides stood in their respective positions, the air seemed to have frozen at this moment, time slipped away second by second, the wind whipped up the dust on the ground and flew gently, no sound could be heard in the alley, and neither of the two sides moved first.

Camille stood between Lawrence and Mike, and whispered to Kenny in the front row, "Lord, don't move, help will be there soon." ”

Kenny wouldn't have done anything without Camille, and although the townsfolk could have been executed for treason, the fat man with a crying nose behind him said that the townsfolk were bewitched, and that his words, though unconvincing, didn't sound like a lie now.

If the two sides really fight at this moment, whether they win or lose, it will be Kenny who loses, although they can't lose at all, but the news will soon spread throughout the First Continent, and it can be heard everywhere in the future, Kenny, the leader of the Alliance Army, is bent on waging war for power, and the townspeople of one town in the wasteland raised a little objection, and everyone in that town disappeared in one day.

These after-dinner conversations sound harsh enough, but there is no shortage of bards in the First Continent, who never care whether things are true or false, they only add oil and vinegar to magnify things infinitely, and then add a little rhyme, in the square of a certain town, take a poetic harp, gently pluck the strings and sing those stories, and the silver coins will flow into their pockets.

Marven stood behind Lawrence, he gently pulled out the saber at his waist, trying not to make a sound, he handed the saber to Lawrence from the side, Lawrence took the saber and wanted to hand it to Mike in front, he found that Camille standing in front of him was a little in the way.

At this point, Kenny is wondering how to negotiate with the townsfolk in front of him.

Just as the five of them were thinking about their own affairs, the sound of horses was heard in the distance, but listening to the sound, the number of horses seemed to be a little small, Mike turned to Camille behind him and asked, "What did you call for rescuers, why only a few people came, didn't you find a way to tell them that there were hundreds of mobs with guys in their hands standing opposite us." ”

"Big man, Lord Kenny is in front of you, I'm his own soldier, don't think this is still a defense battle in Karta City, there is not even an ant here, how do you let me spread the news, it just so happens that a bird is willing to help, and it is already very good to be able to call someone." Camille's tone was very tough, and the vindictive guy certainly wouldn't forget the rude behavior of Mike to him during the war when the Karta City guards were in charge.

Mike was a little angry, he wanted to teach Camille a lesson like last time, but the situation in front of him didn't seem to be suitable for this, and Camille was right, it was up to the owner to beat the dog, and the dog owner was already angry.

The sound of horses in the distance was getting closer and closer, and several people in the alley heard the sound of horses' hooves disappearing, presumably the immediate rescuers should have come down.

The crowd at the end of the alley suddenly gave way to a passageway, and it was not their rescuers who were waiting for them, but a man over half a hundred years old dressed in fine clothes, who walked through the crowd into the alley and stopped a hundred paces away from them.

"Hello, Lord Kenny, I am the mayor of this town, my name is Derek, a few days ago, I heard from Bill, the leader of the Peace Army, that you have launched a war of aggression against him, and have captured the city of Saint, I have no right to participate in the game of your nobles, but today you have come to me, Fenner Town has always been peace-loving, I don't want your war to burn down this town, so I would like to ask you to go to the square. The man, Derek, looked at Kenny with a smile on his face and made an inviting gesture.

Kenny listened to the new mayor and turned back to Camille, "How long will it take for reinforcements to arrive?"

Camille replied to Kenny with a smile, "My lord, it depends on whether your horse has spirituality. ”

Kenny looked at Marven, who was tilting his head at the back, and said to the four people behind him, "Don't act on your own, no conflict is allowed until you have to!"

After Kenny finished speaking, he boldly walked to the end of the alley, and several people behind him followed closely after seeing the lord walk out.

As they reached the entrance of the alley, Lawrence was stopped by a townsman, who motioned to Lawrence and handed over his sword, which Lawrence reluctantly handed to him.

At the moment when he handed over the sword, Lawrence found that the townman's hands were a little strange, the hands that were doing normal farm work should be calluses on the palms, but the calluses on the townspeople's hands were concentrated in the first and second joints of the index finger and under the tiger's mouth, Lawrence, who was full of doubts, was pushed by the townspeople behind him, and followed Camille in front of him.

The group was surrounded by the townspeople, and one by one they walked to the square in the center of the town, and the townspeople who had just surrounded them retreated to the edge of the square, and several people were enclosed in it like circus monkeys.

The new mayor, Derek, stepped out of the crowd and stood a hundred paces away from a few people, as if he was afraid that they would suddenly attack.

"Townspeople of Fenner! Standing in the middle of the square is Kenny Dalton, the leader of the Confederate Army! This is the man in front of us, who has waged a war of aggression for power, and who is trying to bring the war to our First Continent once again! He is an enemy of peace!

"If one day we have a chance to bring this sinner to justice, should we hand him over to the peace-loving chief of Bill?! This is today! This opportunity has come! He is standing here now, and the opportunity is in your hands! You say, what should we do?!" Derek's voice was full of passion, as if he were making a spectacular speech ever.

"Judge him!" "Judge him now!" began to emerge from the crowd.

Mike stood in the square with a nonchalant expression, if it weren't for Kenny's order, he would have killed half of the people here at this moment, although his hands were not tied behind his back, but he couldn't fight back after listening to the harsh abuse, which was a stain on the journey for the knights of the Angolan steppe.

"Don't underestimate the enemy. Lawrence saw the look of contempt on Mike's face.

In addition to blood and wine, there was also an indescribable tacit understanding accumulated on the battlefield, and Lawrence's words immediately woke up Mike, who immediately began to watch the sensational crowd.

"Twelve, a bit of a lot, how did you find out?" Mike put away the indifference on his face.

Lawrence smiled and didn't say anything.