Zuo Lin is a hardcore friend of Dark Horse House, and he is also Beya's die-hard dog. He is not qualified to approach Mares yet, but that doesn't stop him from slapping Mares and showing his loyalty to Mares.

Today is the day when the Army Academy's foreign aid team signs up for the new academic year's actual combat exercise, and Zuo Lin was selected by the instructor to lead some of the trainees to maintain order. When Zolin saw Maris fleeing into the Army Academy with a rotten cabbage on her head, eggshells and a foul-smelling slime wolf bèi, he vaguely felt that his chance to soar had arrived.

With a greeting of greeting, he led more than two hundred members of the Knights of the Round Table, carrying sticks and rushing towards the citizens gathered in front of the door.

He didn't bother to tell who were the real ordinary citizens who were watching the bustle and who were the ugly mob who had just thrown rotten eggs at Mares, he just picked up his stick and beat them hard. His fighting spirit has reached the level of the middle level of the human rank, as long as he has the fighting energy, the three or five big men will not have as much strength as him.

A club whistled in his hand, and in a few breaths he knocked seven or eight citizens to the ground, breaking their heads and breaking their arms. Among these citizens were two old ladies carrying baskets of vegetables, three old men who came out for a walk, and three children who were about seven or eight years old.

In front of these old and weak women and children, Zuo Lin wielded his stick and was majestic, just like the legendary generalissimo of the alien race of the Wudalian Island United Army, wearing the demonic armor forged by the demon in the lava of hell, wielding powerful magic weapons, and the marshals of the alien race were rampage in the military formation of the continental alliance, and there was no one under him.

"You lowly **, how dare you treat Venerable Maris like that?"

Angrily scolding, Zuo Lin raised a stick more than a meter long, and a standard spear stabbed into the chest of a middle-aged aunt. The aunt vomited a mouthful of blood, rolled her eyes and was knocked out. In the face of a reserve officer who has undergone rigorous military training since childhood, where can these civilians fight back?

The majestic Zuo Lin was about to pick up a stick and give the fat aunt a hard stick, when a huge figure suddenly appeared in front of him. A tall, fat, oily aunt. She wore a headscarf, half of her face was covered by a headscarf, and she wore an apron with stains of oil.

"Hey, little one, how can you hit a woman?" the tall and mighty aunt seemed to be stopped in front of Zuo Lin.

"Damned pariahs, how dare you do that to a noble Highness!" Zolin shouted again, hoping that his own roar would be heard by Mares—perhaps His Highness could hear the devout devotion in his roar?

The stick brought up a blast of wind and stabbed the aunt's lower abdomen fiercely.

This aunt is more than a head taller than Zuo Lin, so Zuo Lin holds up his stick and stabs forward, and the best position to stab is the aunt's lower abdomen. He didn't notice that the aunt's face suddenly became extremely ugly: "Little rabbit, why are you so obscene? Either poke a woman's chest or a woman's lower abdomen, why don't you stab your mother?"

A slap swept over, and the sturdy aunt slapped over, and at that moment, Zuo Lin seemed to see an ice armor storm bear picking up a bear paw at him. The slap was still more than a foot away from Zuo Lin's cheek, and the palm wind had already blown Zuo Lin couldn't open his eyes, and his facial muscles also rippled like water waves.

"Oh God!" was Zuo Lin's last thought.

Aunt Lily's slap was firmly on Zuo Lin's face, almost turning Zuo Lin's left and right cheeks together. Dozens of big teeth blurted out, and Zuo Lin's small body rotated seven or eight times in the air like a windmill with his waist as the axis, and then fell to the ground with a heavy head.

With a 'click', there seemed to be something wrong with Zuo Lin's cervical vertebrae, and his neck twisted in a strange way as he fell to the ground. Aunt Lily blew on her wide palm, and nodded with satisfaction: "The young master said, you can't be killed, at most you will be crippled! This kid can't die, and he can't be crippled, but he will become a crooked neck in the future, and he may not be accurate when shooting arrows!"

A heavy kick stomped on Zuo Lin's lower abdomen, and Aunt Lily stretched out her big slap and pumped it out.

For a while, I saw more than a dozen cadets of the Army Academy spinning like windmills, spitting out big teeth one by one, and the crackling big teeth sprinkled all over the ground like raindrops. Aunt Lily alone stifled the impact of more than 200 elite cadets of the Army Academy, allowing those shocks to come up like a wave, but Aunt Lily alone was like a breakwater, no matter how they impacted, she was immovable.

After Aunt Lily knocked over the thirty or so students, a sharp whistle sounded all around.

Aunt Lily immediately turned and ran, her huge body scurrying like a nimble rabbit, and in the blink of an eye she ran away without knowing what she was like, let alone who she was. Not only Aunt Lily, but even Lin Qi and others fled the scene from afar - they rushed to the old rooster shop not far away as fast as they could, and asked for a luxurious banquet hall to eat and drink, in order to create evidence of their alibi.

In front of the Army Academy, I don't know when there were hundreds of stout men who blew their noses and stared. These big men are all born with hideous faces, and the corners of their eyes and eyebrows are full of evil and ruffian, and they are not good people at first glance. Led by some of the leaders, these big men roared angrily, loudly accusing the Army Academy cadets of brutal suppression of the small citizens.

"Shoot someone, kill someone! Can a student at the Army Academy beat someone at will?"

"God, they actually beat the old man, they actually beat the old man! Uncle Ruby's head has a hole!"

"The gods are above, they beat the children! What a poor child, they actually beat the child! This is something that the orcs can't do!"

"Is there still a royal law in the empire? Is there still justice? They still beat women! God, Aunt Ameda was molested by them, I saw that they grabbed Aunt Ameda's breasts, and they actually molested Aunt Ameda!"

There were even dozens of stout men who beat each other with sticks and sticks, and they beat each other with laughter, so that each other's heads were bleeding, and each other's teeth fell out, and they kept shouting: "Beat people, kill people, the cadets of the Army Academy have killed people! God, they use knives!"

The small dagger heads were pulled out by these big men, and they carefully stabbed into the places where the thick skin and flesh of themselves and their companions were not easy to kill. Then these big men with blue noses and swollen faces, bleeding heads, and small daggers all over their bodies fell to the crowd, moaning and howling loudly, and blood was spilled all over the ground, which was a terrible scene.

Another group of stout, equally hideous-looking women beat each other, and they also made deep and shallow knife cuts on their bodies, and lay on the ground crying and 'struggling'. There were more than a dozen women who were born a little more beautiful and a little younger, and simply took off their long skirts and tore open their dirty clothes, revealing large patches of white flowery skin.

"The cadets of the Army Academy have beaten people, and they have insulted women! God, God, are they still soldiers defending us? What is the difference between them and those aliens who have killed a thousand knives? Oh my God, my God, little Hannah was raped by them, and they are all pregnant!"

The members of the Knights of the Round Table, led by Zuo Lin, had already knocked over two or three hundred ordinary citizens, and then they suddenly found that they could no longer go any further. Aunt Lily had just thwarted their attack, and then they couldn't get any further.

Because those ordinary old and weak women and children were gone, and now they were left in front of them, all of them were a group of stout men who were a little bigger than them. What surprised them even more was that these big men were tightly holding pieces of boxy blue-gray things called 'bricks' in their hands.

These are the bricks that citizens use to build their houses!

It was the last thought that crossed the minds of these Knights of the Round Table.

Hundreds of big men shouted, and they smashed the bricks out at the same time. Nearly a thousand bricks roared out, and at close range, these bricks were much more lethal than bows and arrows. More than thirty members of the Knights of the Round Table had a brick on their heads, and they lay on the ground crying and struggling.

Before they could stand up, wave after wave of bricks smashed out indiscriminately, causing the members of the Knights of the Round Table to wail in pain. There were a few slightly stronger ones who wanted to stand up from the bricks flying all over the sky with their fighting spirit, but as soon as they got up, a large number of bricks that were also smashed on them by their fighting spirit.

By the time the sirens sounded from all directions, and the big men scattered in a hurry, more than 200 elite cadets of the Army Academy had all fainted in the large slabs and bricks. In just a dozen breaths, hundreds of big men almost smashed out 10,000 bricks, which almost buried these students.

The 256 cadets of the Army Academy who were preparing to participate in the actual combat drill were overturned by the rain of bricks, and their brains were greatly shocked, and their arms and legs were basically broken by the bricks, and they were bound to not be able to participate in this actual combat drill!

The imperial capital shook, the royal family shook!

The emperor ** actually broke out such a conflict with the people of the empire, which has never happened since the establishment of the empire!

Enraged, the Emperor immediately authorized Stein, the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guard, to find out the main cause of the conflict.

Stein, who was also greatly shocked, immediately led thousands of soldiers of the garrison to surround the Army Academy and personally sit down to investigate the matter thoroughly. (To be continued)