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On his way back to the Valley of the Deadheads, Roger saw the Srock guards and the Candin refugees cleaning up the battlefield, and he glanced down from a distance before leaving. 》，

The boulders of the Shatong Trail are still there, and more than a dozen boulders will block the Shatong Trail, each of these boulders is more than 500 catties, and ordinary people can't move it at all.

Behind the boulder, a group of cavalry looked at this path and sighed, a team of more than 300 cavalry, several cavalry dismounted and tried to move these stones without success, the knight led by him was fatter than the person, and his physique should weigh two hundred pounds, but he was helpless against these boulders.

When Roger came down from the mountain, he saw them sighing, and he and Leo jumped down the mountain.

Seeing their fat knight, he immediately showed joy, and reined in and said, "Hey, you two, are you from Slok?"

Roger glanced at the badge on his chest, the white cross of the Holy See.

He said "yes" and glanced at the cavalry, his fingers lightly clasping the silver thread.

But the fat knight did not have the slightest hostility, and smiled: "Great, my name is Sam, the captain of the inferior cavalry, we are here to rescue Sloke, report to me the battle situation inside",

Inferior cavalry? Who else hacked their own cavalry so much?

"Also, you're a local, so you should know the other roads leading to Slok, which are too narrow for noble cavalry to pass through."

Roger looked back, it's not that the road is too narrow, it's that there is no road at all, this guy can't get over at all and wants to save face

Roger sneered, "There's also a path on the left, but it's narrower than that, and we usually call it 'the dog's way'."

I thought he would be embarrassed. But I didn't expect the fat man to touch his head and laugh: "It's a very simple name." Before we became knights, we were also poor, it is rare to experience the poverty of the year, cavalry, come with me, put down your noble figure, and follow me to experience the poor life of the Slok people",

This shameless dead fat man, Roger snorted coldly in his heart. He didn't bother to talk to him.

This cavalry team was also not an elite cavalry, and when it marched, it dragged and dragged out, and it was not in an array at all.

He hadn't taken a few steps, and the fat man had come running back again.

"Hey, fellow, it's all mountains, there are no roads at all, are you mistaken?",

Roger said: "Remember correctly, there is no road here, I lied to you".

"Oh what?",

Roger sneered, "The Burial Sect has already retired from the army. You useless cavalrymen should go home with Fatima and play in the mud."

"Oh, what's okay?",

Sam was a little slow to react, and was about to chase a cavalryman and whisper something in his ear, taking out a portrait from his bosom, which had been taken from the skinning order of the skinner's family.

Sam couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the face on the portrait, Roger the puppeteer.

This man was the puppeteer Roger, a felonite wanted by the Turi family, the Holy See and the Knights at the same time, and his blood rushed up at once.

"Puppeteer Roger, I command you in the name of Sam, Second Knight of the Holy See of the Holy Angel Light",

"Peng",

Before he could finish speaking, Leo slammed his fist into the mountain, and the rubble flew and his fist slammed into the mountain to his elbow.

Sam and the cavalry behind him looked cold, and Sam swallowed back what he hadn't finished speaking.

"Tell Fatima that I have written down her head",

The inferior cavalry watched this wanted felon, wanted by the Holy See, out of sight, but no one dared to leave him. After a long time, Sam spat heavily and said, "Bah, the noble cavalry disdains to fight with the puppeteer, and even more disdains the bullshit reward of the Tuli family, brothers, let's go back and receive the reward",

The cavalryman who carefully put away the portrait said strangely: "Brother Mu, where did you get the reward?",

Sam glanced at him and said, "The brothers rushed to Slok day and night to help Slok's poor ghost defeat the bastards of the Burial Cult, and we didn't lose a single person and returned home with a great victory, shouldn't we be rewarded?"

"Yes, Brother Gordon",

"Brother Mu killed the enemy the most heroically, and Brother Mu should be rewarded with a big head",

"Brother Mu is really wise and martial",

Their voices all reached Roger's ears, and he couldn't help but sneer in his heart, the Holy See actually sent such an inferior cavalry team of three hundred people to aid Slock, although Fatima is a fool, he will not be naïve to this point.

There are only two possibilities, first, this cavalry is only an advance force, and other armies will soon arrive here, after all, even the Holy See can't send troops here in such a short time in a day's time, and second, the Holy See is already exhausted, the Knights can't save the near fire, the crusaders don't listen to the dispatch, and the other major families are also unwilling to mobilize their troops.

If it's the former, the Severed Head Valley will have to be prepared, but if it's the latter, I'm afraid it won't be long before the entire continent will be plunged into war.

When Roger returned to the Valley of the Guillotine, Husman was standing in front of the goat's head stele and looked out, when he and Leo came back and strode to meet him.

"Your Excellency, you're back",

Only he and Leo returned, and there was no one behind them, and Husman's face suddenly became bloodless, and none of the three thousand Candin refugees had returned.

"My lord, the people of Candin",

Roger looked at him and said, "They can't come back."

Huesman's face suddenly became dull.

"Srock wins, everyone who survives is Slock", his emotions were written on his face, and Roger didn't have to look to know what he was thinking.

He sneered and walked into the valley.

"My lord, my subordinates just think",

"What a good plan do you think I brought them to aid Slok to take the opportunity to kill them and let them die at the hands of the flame prisoners of the Burial Cult, both to avenge my blood and kill them without blood?"

"Your Excellency, you're not that kind of person," said Hussman,

"Hehe, isn't it?", Roger turned to look at him mockingly, "That's what I planned when I took them to Slok, to find a suitable time for them to fall into the siege of the Burial Cult, and kill them all with the help of the Burial Cult",

"Hmph, it's a pity, I couldn't do it in the end",

He put his hands behind his back, and the moment he closed the mountain, he saw the confused and frightened faces of the refugees in Candin City, and he couldn't bear it for a while, so he handed them over to Safio, so at the end of the war, he had such a deep anger and hatred in his heart.

He laughed to himself and walked into the valley.

"Take your guards and leave, go find them in Slok, this is not the place for you to stay",

Huesman glanced at him gratefully, bowed respectfully to his back, and said, "My lord, no matter what charges the Holy See puts on you, you will always be Candin's benefactor in the hearts of your subordinates", (to be continued......)