The Black Rider is extremely confident in his grasp of his own strength.

I saw that the long stick in his hand shook, and Davide at the end of the stick flew out directly.

Those who are richer and fatter obviously tremble all over their bodies, and when they see it, they want to meet Davide in person and take Davide. However, as soon as the thought came to him, the attendants around him hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to end Davide.

Clearly, these fellows wanted to show their loyalty in the presence of the richer, fatter man, and to cover up the fact that Davide had just fallen out of the carriage.

But it's clear that they're overwhelmed.

A few people stepped forward, but they didn't expect that Davide's place of stay happened to be on top of the carriage.

Several people hurriedly retreated, and only then did they receive Davide.

Seeing that Davide was safe and sound, there were no wounds up and down.

It's just that he passed out because he was frightened, and the rich and fatter people could obviously see that they were relieved and calmed down.

He said to the Black Rider in thanks.

However, the black knight did not give this man a chance to speak, and after seeing all the attendants running forward and backward to pick up Davide with an embarrassed face, he hurriedly continued to shout: "Idlers give way! The express caravan from Stanlow City to the Principality of Bertath is coming! Please don't block the official main road! Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"

After speaking, he saw him raise the horsewhip in his hand and continue to rush forward.

The rich man raised his hand and wanted to stop it when he saw this, but when he saw the appearance of everyone around him staring at him, he felt that he couldn't let go, and he suddenly felt embarrassed when he couldn't get up or down.

But in the end, everyone's eyes were obviously attracted by the black rider in front of him and the team behind him. Only then did he secretly take away the raised hand, and after staring at the attendant beside him fiercely, he hurriedly took Davide into the carriage.

As for the traces of embarrassment outside the car, someone will naturally clean it up.

Seeing that Davide was fine, Lester also secretly breathed.

In the thought buried in his heart, although the thought he just had had nothing to do with Davide's fall from the carriage, it could not escape any indirect connection.

"Look at these knights!" Scott's eyes were already fixed on the convoy that had disappeared from the black knight and was heading towards everyone in the distance.

In the distance, I saw flags fluttering in the wind, with a black background and red patterns on them.

Looking at it, countless flags fluttered in the air in the wind, and in the sound of hunting, covering the sky and the sun, the viewer couldn't help but feel a trembling heart.

The attention of those present was undoubtedly directly wiped out by the scene in front of them.

"On such a hot day, these knights are still wearing armor and blades one by one, but there is no complaint or decadence."

"And the momentum of this march!"

Scott patted Leicester on the back and said, "It seems that the strength of this Stanlow Knights is really not to be underestimated!

Leicester is not the kind of person who wants to gamble with others, or to win or lose.

Now when I see the flag in front of me, my heart is even more numb.

I didn't have any extra thoughts at all, I just nodded hurriedly and replied, "Yes!"

Because at this time, he saw the crotch of the group of black horsemen who came over, all of them were Oberti highland horses.

And as Scott said, these black riders, all in good spirits, could see the wary eyes shooting from the thick armor at any time, sweeping around.

The black-armored knights scattered in all directions, and there were just rows of carriages around them, and the carriages were loaded with heavy loads, a thick pile, because they were covered with other thin objects, so that Lester and the others could not see clearly.

After looking around, he finally returned to these eye-catching black riders.

As he got closer, Lester was able to see what was on the black and red flags.

Windward arrows, angular and angular.

The intent of the attack was immediately apparent, but all this was just Lester's own hazy feeling, and if he wanted to ask for a detailed explanation, he still had to ask the person behind him.

"What does the flag mean, has anyone used it before?" asked Lester curiously, looking up at his uncle.

"It's the first time I've seen it," Scott shook his head, "but now it seems clear that this thing has a morale-boosting effect."

The march was neat and magnificent.

And in Scott's opinion, this convoy of dozens of carriages actually arranged black horses riding Oberty highland horses in advance in every place that could be attacked.

It seems that if one of them is attacked, several people around him will be able to see it and come to their aid.

It seems that the Stanlow Knights in front of them have their own set of rules from the inside out, and they are extremely effective.

"I'm curious, who can train such a group of knights," Scott sighed as he watched the black riders walk away until they could only see the last figure.

"Now that way, I'm even more curious about Stanlow, what about you?" Scott sighed, and asked Lester again.

Lester nodded.

When the black rider passed by, he had secretly made up his mind in his heart that even if the knights' conference himself lost, he would stay in Stanlow no matter what. As a member of the Knights of Stanlow, his instincts told him that only in this way would he have room for further development and further opportunities.

"In that case, it seems that this dry corpse forest is already very conclusive" Scott shook his head, and returned to his usual leisurely, leisurely appearance.

"Alright! Give everyone half an hour to tidy up! When the time is up, we will continue to move ahead! Ahead of us is the dry corpse forest! Because this delay is really too much! We will not stop! Everyone should watch! Seize the moment yourself!"

There was another shout from the front of the caravan, apparently to greet Davide's carriage with the news.

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The carriage passed through the dry corpse forest, and Uncle Scott lay motionless in the carriage, just glancing out of the wind-blown window, and the whole person was not very interested.

But he didn't forget to teach Lester.

"Look at the hands of those dry corpses!

"And some of the guys have calluses on their hands, which are obviously very dark! I can see that they use some kind of weapon from time to time!"

"If you see it in the future, be more careful!"

"Yes" Lester nodded hurriedly, following what Scott said.

However, what I saw was only a rough outline, and I didn't have time to look at it in detail.

Leicester was surrounded by a heavy carriage. (To be continued.) )