readx;?“ Bonaparte sat on a steed and tried to keep his balance, only to see a corner, Bonaparte flicked the reins, and the steed under his crotch turned around like a psychic turn, and naturally Bonaparte bypassed the obstacle in front of him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Your horseman's talent for horsemanship is incomparable!" said Defoe, who was not far away, clapping his palms at Bonaparte.

In fact, since Bonaparte asked Defoe to teach the Guards how to ride, Defoe's voice has been hoarse these days, and for some reason, Bonaparte can be regarded as the most advanced of all the "students", which also surprised Defoe.

As Bonaparte's status increased, it would be difficult for Bonaparte to maintain his majesty in the militia if he could not maintain a relatively high position.

"My dear warrior, how has our riding training been lately?" Bonaparte rolled and dismounted, and a handkerchief wiped the sweat from his face.

"If you go back to your lordship, the riding skills of the members of the Silver Knight Squad have been basically mastered, that is, the knight training progress of the Guards is not very ideal, but Little Peter is a child who is willing to learn to endure hardships, I believe he will become a qualified knight in the future!"

Seeing Defoe mention knights, Bonaparte smiled inexplicably, it seems that this world has indeed been ruled by the knightly class for too long!

"Then the teaching of the Guards will trouble you Knight Defoe, you have to worry about it! you can come to me at any time if you have any difficulties. With that, Bonaparte smiled apologetically at Defoe, and hurried to the door of the racecourse.

Bonaparte was in such a hurry because he saw Alonso waiting anxiously at the gate of the racecourse, and Bonaparte approached Alonso and asked, "What's the matter, Alonso?"

"Sir, something has happened in the village. Alonso had a slight look on his face.

"What's the matter?" Bonaparte couldn't help but be a little stunned when he heard that there was a problem in the Roman village, you must know that it was his base camp, and it was also the territory of the serious Lindu Kingdom, and anyone dared to attack the village?

"There's a squad of knights on the outskirts of the Roman village, they're stationed outside the village, they seem to have some other concerns, they're just roaming outside the village, they don't know what to do!" Alonso reported quickly.

Listening to Alonso's report, Bonaparte frowned, obviously this knight squad is Bonaparte's heart stab Dino Knight's knight team!

"My lord!" Marcelo hurriedly ran to Bonaparte's side and swallowed his saliva and said, "The Malmö army and Ibrahimovic are here from the baron's noble alliance!"

"How many?!!???!!

Hearing Bonaparte's question, Marcelo couldn't help but feel a bitterness at the corner of his mouth: "My lord, specifically, let's wait until you read it, and the humble position can't be clearly described for the time being." ”

In a short time, Bonaparte stood on the lookout in the barracks, and saw a black overcrowding of human heads on the horizon in the distance, rushing towards the camp at Bonaparte's feet.

"My lord, our military camp will definitely not be able to withstand the fierce blows of the Malmö army! I beg you to lead your brothers to avoid it for the time being, and when you return to the Roman village, your lordship, you will occupy the righteousness of the kingdom officials no matter what!

"Master, there are nearly 10,000 people on the other side, not to mention that!

Hearing Alonso and Marcelo say this, Bonaparte pursed his lips disdainfully, in his previous life in China, which Spring Festival did not have to be spectacular now?

"Alonso, you go to the beacon tower and stand by at any time, if you see me waving the red flag, then light the beacon fire for me, I want to see if this group of shrimp soldiers and crabs can swim across the water!"

Bonaparte walked down the lookout alone, on the other hand, Marcelo and Alonso, who were standing on the lookout, were thinking about something with sad faces, maybe for them nearly 10,000 people, it was really too much!

Bonaparte, who walked off the lookout, pulled a herald beside him and admonished: "Tell the new barracks commander, Master Geman, and let him speed up the process of doing that, our family has a thin background and can't withstand consumption!"

"Marcelo, don't you urge a retreat, hurry up and prepare, gather the troops, and we will withdraw from the camp in a moment!" Bonaparte sat down on a colt without looking back, and then rushed out of the camp gate to the astonishment of the crowd, and ran in the direction of the Malmö army.

One rider per person!