"Dare to ask Your Excellency, but you belong to the Predator Legion?"

As soon as the middle-aged fat man's voice fell, the crowd around him suddenly let out a breath, and the air hurt Buddha was suspicious at this moment, and everyone stared at Hamm, waiting for him to confide in the answer.

Hamm stood up straight, without the slightest stage fright, and his tone carried an incomparable glory: "No, he belongs to the First Reconnaissance Brigade of the Iron Blood Legion, Lieutenant Hamm, the captain of Unit 007. ”

The crowd suddenly exploded like a pan, and the loud tide was like a tsunami, and everyone's face was flushed with excitement, and their eyes looked at Hamm with respect.

Looking at the excitement and excitement of the crowd, Ivan did not find it strange, as a native of the Northwest, he certainly understood the significance of the Predator Legion to the Northwesterners.

Since the Predator Legion turned the tide forty years ago and saved tens of millions of people in the entire Northwest, the roots of the Predator Legion have been firmly rooted in the hearts of the people of the Northwest, and every Northwest person is proud of the Predator.

It can be said that in the northwest, the status of the Predator Legion is to the people of the northwest what the God of Light is to the Illuminati, and it is not surprising that the crowd is so excited.

Hearing Hamm's answer, the middle-aged fat man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, smiled at Hamm, and a mouthful of yellow teeth glowed slightly in the sun:

"I'm so sorry, Captain Hamm, my men have caused trouble for everyone, and I hope that Captain Hamm has a lot of them, and I will be angry with him once. ”

Hamm didn't answer directly, but looked at Ivan, and only after receiving Ivan's shaking of his head did he nod to the middle-aged fat man.

The middle-aged fat man smiled relaxed, and shouted to the crowd of onlookers: "Disperse, disperse, there is nothing to see." ”

The crowd of onlookers dispersed one by one, and Ivan and the others also walked towards the city of Sorosolotan, leaving only David, who remained motionless, thinking of the fierce slap that Captain Mader gave him when he left, his face wanted to cry without tears, he understood that he was going to be unlucky, unlucky.

The streets of the city were wide, paved with flat, solid cyan slabs, enough for seven or eight horse-drawn carriages to travel side by side.

On both sides of the street, there was a sea of black and oppressive people, and the faces of countless residents of the city were excited, obviously they had tried their best to suppress the screams of joy that they couldn't help but cheer, but the bodies of the crowd squeezed forward uncontrollably.

The anxious garrison of Sorosolotan City was no longer the usual arrogant and majestic appearance, they had already used their strength to feed, their clothes were torn by the crazy crowd, the epaulettes on their shoulders were damaged, and even the black boots were trampled on countless times.

What made the garrisons even more angry was that some of the vile crowd had taken advantage of their whole body by touching their buttocks or chests with their malicious hands in the crowd, and they didn't even know whether the person who took advantage was male or female.

As soon as he thought that the person who was rubbing the back of their butts just now might be a disgusting man with a tiger's back and rough skin, the soldiers of the garrison were depressed and wanted to go crazy.

Although the soldiers of the garrison were angry and wanted to take a knife to vent and slash, what made them helpless was how they had the courage to face the tens of thousands of fanatical people in the city of Sorosolotan.

The fanatical and excited crowd has long been ready with flowers, cheers, applause, and of course, many of them are unusually open and hot and even ready to offer their hot kisses and chastity, in the face of such a crazy sea of people, the soldiers of the garrison are like small wooden boats sailing on the sea under the rainstorm, and there is a danger of subversion at any time.

"These lazy garrisons are now retribution. Haeliham smiled at Ivan, and his laughter was full of schadenfreude.

Ivan smiled silently, his attention was not on the embarrassed garrison soldiers, he just wanted to see what the legendary figure was like.

It turned out that Ivan had just entered the city of Sorosolotan when they were shocked by the presence of the streets, and it was not until they asked the inhabitants on both sides of the street that they understood what was going on.

It turned out that today was an important day for the commander of the Predator Legion, Generalissimo Haohe, to return to the city of Sorosolotan from the border, and the residents of the entire city of Sorosolotan began to prepare before dawn.

In order to make the scene grand and lively, not only the residents of Sorosolotan City were preparing, but the garrison was even more busy with hands and feet, and even the rule that the city gate should be opened at eight o'clock in normal times was completely forgotten.

When Ham Thomas and the others learned that today was the day when they returned to the city, they were excited and immediately stayed on both sides of the street, looking curiously in the direction of the city gate.

Ivan was also curious about the legendary marshal of the Empire, so he simply stayed on the street with Hamm and the others, mingling with the black pressed sea of people.

At this moment, not far from the city gate, there was the sound of horses' hooves, and the sound of hooves was like thunder.

With the earth-shattering exclamation of the sea of people, a group of heavily armored cavalry wearing armor galloped over, these grim cavalry were obviously the elite of the elite, because when they appeared, Hamm introduced in Ivan's ear: "Those are the marshal's personal guards, and each member is a great knight of no less than the third order, and his strength is extraordinary." ”

Ivan couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, a master of the rank of a third-order grand knight could be the viscount or the lord of a city like Lenta City, but he was only a team of personal guards of the generalissimo.

Uniform black armor, uniform blood-red cloak, heavy cavalry with iron spears, black and red intertwined, combined into a symbolic meaning of iron and blood.

The closed helmets could not see the faces of the cavalrymen, and the three hundred horsemen galloped all the way, their hooves trampling on the cyan stone slabs, and emitting a rhythmic thunder.

The three hundred heavily armored cavalrymen were very skillful, and in the face of the boiling and excited crowds on both sides of the street, they suddenly slowed down, and the horses were well controlled, and the rhythm was not out of order.

At this time, the long queue of three hundred heavily armored cavalry suddenly separated into two teams like a wave, and then in the middle of the wave, a golden knight slowly rode out of the queue.

This knight was riding a black war horse, the thick armor of his body was all golden, and he didn't know what special magic materials it was made of, and there was a faint fluctuation of Ivan's frightened magic power on the armor.

The golden knight took off the helmet on his head, and the bright red cloak behind his back hunted in the wind, and at a glance, Ivan knew in his heart that he was the uncrowned king of the Northwest, the legendary generalissimo of the empire, and the leader of the Predator Legion.

Author's words: "60,000 words, beg for a smashing ticket."