He had just arrived in the wasteland, and he didn't even have a place to stay, and now that Francis had provided him with everything he needed most, and it was even likely that Francis would give Douglas his castle and fief together with him, and be willing to be his servant, what was he not satisfied with? Besides, Francis knows no less about the wasteland than we do, and if Douglas wants to gain a foothold in the wasteland, he will definitely need a guide dog, so you will still feel that you have a choice? No, you don't, you can only cooperate with me. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

on the hills.

Arriving at the same time as Francis, who received Douglas, there were Augustus and Arthras and others who had come all the way from Sauron's castle, all of which were originally arranged by him, and of course he was able to grasp the time well and appear at the most opportune time. Just like right now, Alfred's knights are methodically beginning to retreat to the hills, and Francis and Douglas have completed the convergence, no matter how you look at it, this is also a directed play, the script is completely choreographed by Augustus, as for Alfred's purple iris attacking the Blood Wolf Knights, etc., it is just a plot need.

Artelas looked at Francis, who was standing like a dog at his feet, beside the magnificent carriage, with a gloomy expression.

Wrath?

Definitely angry, not only that the mortal Francis actually grabbed another life-saving straw, but also angry that this straw was provided by Augustus at all, to this point, he must have known that from the moment the Douglas family appeared in the wasteland, things entered the rhythm of Augustus, he pretended to attack Douglas, giving Francis a chance to show friendship to Douglas, how could Francis not hold on to it? You know, without Douglas's arrival, his demise would have been almost a short-term affair, and it can be said that this is also his only chance!

As for how he and his knights arrived at the Grand Canyon of the Alps, let's not forget that the two roads leading to the canyon, one in the hands of Sauron, and the other in the small city of Albasan, which originally belonged to Sauron, were finally mastered by Augustus.

I really fully grasped everything I could.

Arthras suddenly laughed to herself.

That's right, even when his father was alive, he wasn't necessarily Augustus's opponent in terms of maneuvering, how could he have anticipated all of Augustus' deployments in advance?

It is really impossible for him to choose to fall to Douglas again, because he will never give up his hatred, not only the death of his father, but it can be said that Francis's betrayal of Sauron also completely ruined his life.

He was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "Not only do I have no choice, but I also have to face Douglas's hatred with you, once Francis obtains Douglas's protection, that jackal will definitely not give up biting me, that is, if I want to cut off his head, I can only cut off Douglas's head first." ”

Augustus tightened the cloak on his body, looked at his feet, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will spare no effort to help you this time, Francis's head is yours." ”

Who would have thought that he would be able to put on a kind and helpful face?

Things have come to this point that Arthras has to stand with him, isn't it all his means?

Unable to suppress the fire in his heart, Artelas's face turned pale and he did not speak again.

However, Count Stuart, who also rushed here beside him, could not restrain his anger, and looked at Augustus with a smile on his face, he felt that face was extremely hateful like never before, and he said fiercely: "Don't be complacent too soon! If I propose to Sauron that as long as we hand over Francis, we will not only give him all of Francis's territory! I would prefer to help him destroy Alfred, I don't believe that Douglas will not consider it!" You know, compared to the dying Francis, Sauron and I are strong enough to make Douglas make the right choice!"

Annoyed and angry?

Augustus glanced at Stuart like an idiot: "Francis can become Douglas's servant like a dog, can you do it?" As for your so-called your strength, I want to ask, does the total number of your knights exceed 500? How many of them can be called true knights with level 5 fighting strength? Do you really think that Douglas, who has the support of the imperial magnates, cares about your weak strength? Can you use your brain? He has just come to the wasteland, where can he tell who is an enemy and who is a friend? He needs a servant who is completely obedient to him, not a so-called ally who could stab him in the back at any moment, you know?"

Stuart couldn't lift it in one breath, and almost clenched his fist and tried to smash it into that hateful face.

But he finally knew that this damn guy's strength was no longer what it used to be, and he couldn't be his opponent.

......

Just as they were talking on the hill, Francis's knights also completed the convergence with the Douglas family, saying that it was the knights, compared to Douglas's blood wolf, Francis's knights were simply refugees, not to mention that there was no decent armor, the weapons in the hands of the key knights were too colorful, a better one was a long sword, but more were scythes and hoes used as spears and other agricultural tools, which were too cold, and it also fully proved how difficult Francis's life was during this period of time under the double encirclement of Stuart and Artras, without financial resources, and anxious to deal with the rebellion of his territorial servantsIt's a miracle that Francis was able to hold out until Douglas' arrival.

Even Earl Douglas almost went crazy when he saw the knights of his new servant, this is a knight the?

Still standing in the carriage, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Augustus and the others on the hill, maybe he couldn't tell who was who when he first arrived in the wasteland, but it didn't matter, the important thing was that he had to completely control his new servant in his hands as soon as possible, he looked at the blood and corpse on the ground after the war, and said in a deep voice: "To prove your loyalty, Francis, I want you to pursue that despicable knightly army, they must pay the price!"

Alfred's Purple Iris is retreating, but due to the mountain road, the retreat is limited, and there are still some climbs on the hillside.

Francis did not hesitate to follow him today, for whatever reason, obviously would not disobey his will, he quickly turned to his knight commander and ordered, this mottled knight under the gaze of the blood wolf knights, roughly organized the formation, and then launched a charge towards the purple iris on the hillside, whether it was momentum or speed, it was really desperate.

Arthras on the hill was indifferent, he knew that Augustus must still have his deployment.

Augustus waved his hand lightly, and his knightly lieutenant Philip rushed to his side, and he whispered an explanation.

Alfred's current strength is the knights personally selected and trained by Katieenny, which is the core strength, and then the infantry composed of adventurers recruited by Alfred in the cold winter, the number is limited, and the personal strength is also limited, only the adventurers who can't get along in the wasteland will choose to take refuge in the nobles, but fortunately, the people at the bottom of this group of adventurers know very well that the only place where they are worthy of these noble lords to take out gold is their lives, so when they need to be used, they often give up their lives to fight for more pensions for their families。

A column of adventurers with bows and arrows appeared on the hill.

Each of them looked for their way to avoid accidentally injuring the Purple Irises Knights, their bows pointed straight at the pursuing Knights of Francis.

Francis was visibly hesitant, with a bow and arrows on top, and his knight at the foot of the mountain, so that the pursuit was no different from death, this was his last home.

He cautiously glanced at the expressionless Earl Douglas, and finally gritted his teeth and nodded, motioning for the knight to continue the charge.

Philip, the bearded man on the hill, wiped the blood from his face, he had just come out of the last war, and seeing that the people who were chasing like ants were killing themselves, he laughed hideously and did not hesitate to give the order to block it.

A volley of knights fell suddenly, the hill was not high, the slope was not too steep, but the archers on top undoubtedly had an overwhelming advantage.

Francis's lips trembled slightly, and he bowed his head deeply, not daring to reveal a trace of his distress.

To make it clear is to send to death.

As there are more and more corpses on the hillside, and there are fewer and fewer chasing knights, Francis began to get excited after suffering from pain, he can single-handedly subvert the leader of the former wasteland, he must have his own wisdom, and now he has lost his last strength in vain, but in the same way, such a payment at any cost should also be able to exchange for more trust from Earl Douglas, he is not worried about Douglas's crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, the wasteland is always strange to Douglas, and there are many places where he will use him in the future, so whether he can fully gain the trust of Earl Douglas at the moment, may be his only chance。

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

So much so that he stood beside Earl Douglas's carriage and shouted at his knights, "This is our last chance! Lord Douglas is coming, and both Alfred and hell Sauron will perish!

He's a smart guide dog.

Douglas glanced at Francis at his feet, he didn't say anything, he quietly watched Francis's knights fall to the ground one after another, and then die, he didn't feel cruel, what is life? Maybe for this number one executioner of the empire, it's just a matter of a few gold coins, what's there to care about?

Leaving behind at least 100 corpses, Douglas felt that was almost enough.

He motioned for Francis to stop the pursuit.

It's been a long time.

Except for the faint moaning, the field was not open enough, but the Alpine Grand Canyon, which had held thousands of people, was quiet, standing in the carriage, although he did not know the people on the hill, but Earl Douglas keenly focused his eyes on the young man in the black cloak, he felt that it was the head that could be exchanged for his family to return to the Empire.

I thought of Rodrian, who came from the imperial capital, and the letter from the heir of the Herman family, the four giants of the empire.

Earl Douglas's lips glistened with cruelty.

He looked at the young man, his right hand slowly slicing across his neck, and he made a motion to wipe his neck.

on the hills.

Augustus smiled, reached out and gave a thumbs up, then spun, down.

Freeze frame.

......

...... (To be continued.) )