After giving Asadis a ride, Richard separated from the viscount and continued in a southeasterly direction. ing.

"Richard, what now?" Quicksand asked. She had been following Richard's nearest place and had heard the full message clearly.

Richard let out a sigh of relief and said, "The original plan must be changed! Since it is the woman who leads the case, we don't have the ability to fight her now." She has arrived near the Blue Water Oasis and will definitely know that we have a zài. So...... It's time to take the risk!"

"What are you going to do?" asked Quicksand.

Richard tapped lightly on the saddle, pondered, and said slowly, "I am going to meet our lord, the Duke of the Evil Wolf. ”

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves was heard again in the distance, and a group of more than a dozen knights appeared on the horizon.

There is no doubt that this is another group of aristocratic lords who have retreated from the front. Regardless of their age, rank or rank, they are not bad at riding, and they have a keen eye for current affairs, and they can escape from Hinkre's clutches in time. Of course, from another point of view, they are all people who left their subordinates and ran away.

Richard had already received enough information and had reached a preliminary trade deal with Viscount Asadis, and was no longer interested in the latest situation on the front line, so he did not let his men intercept the knights.

But the group of knights suddenly turned around and headed straight for Richard.

Without Richard's orders, the soldiers under his command who had already experienced many bloody battles automatically changed their queues to protect the priests in the center, while the cavalry turned to the two wings, ready to assault at any time. Since Richard did not give the order to stop the march, this was done on the move.

It was only a small force of less than twenty horsemen, and there were no powerful people in it, and maybe it would take only one assault to kill them all. After battling Sarenwell's wolf pack tactics, Richard's men no longer paid any attention to such skirmishes.

The knights who rushed straight forward did not stop their horses until they were about ten meters close, and the gravel and gravel flying under the horses' hooves had even collapsed into the barbarian warriors in the front row.

Richard frowned, waved his hand, and the line stopped in unison.

Most of the current barbarian warriors are armed with heavy shields and axes, and only a few warriors who are truly gifted in combat power and martial arts will be equipped with two-handed heavy weapons. The opposite knight was already rude and provocative, and many of the barbarian warriors had angry expressions on their faces, but none of them moved. They have become accustomed to obeying orders, and if there is no order from Richard, they will follow the designated wind fangs.

And at this time, Richard's contract followers are looking at me, I look at you, and then they look at the knights opposite. All the forces encountered in the Bloodstained Land, whether strong or weak, had never seen such an eyeless force, and only twenty horsemen dared to provoke a team of hundreds of people.

At this distance, there is no need for anything else, as long as an order, the barbarian warriors in the front row throw all the axes in their hands, and they can kill this team of guys who don't know whether they are alive or dead.

The group of knights was surrounded by a young nobleman, and under the gorgeous clothes was a fat body of more than a hundred kilograms. This young nobleman was no more than a fifth level of strength, but he had riding skills that were not commensurate with his strength and weight. At least the speed of escaping just now was not slow, of course, the war horse he ** was definitely a good thing, the tallest and most majestic.

He raised his head and looked proudly at the person opposite, and finally his gaze deliberately lingered on Richard's body for a moment, focusing on Richard's magician robes and noble insignia. After seeing a completely unfamiliar emblem, the arrogance on his face, which was already so thick that it could not be dissolved, became even thicker as if it was about to drip out. He didn't even bother to speak, just waved his fat hand at his men.

A knight immediately rode forward. At a distance of only ten meters, the war horse almost hit the barbarian warriors in the front row with a small jump. The warhorseman stood up, spun twice in place, and then dropped his front hooves, less than two meters away from the barbarian warrior.

It's not that the knight controls it well, but that the war horse itself is excited by the invisible murderous aura of the team, and he no longer dares to take half a step forward. The knight's expression was the same as that of his master, his nostrils turned upward, as if he had no idea of the barbarian warrior's imminent rage.

"This is the great and noble Highland Unicorn Viscount Chim!Who are you?," cried the knight at heart.

Richard raised his hand slightly, stopping his men from moving further. All the fangs were lying in place, they represented Richard's mind, they didn't move, and neither did the slave warriors.

"I am Richard, Richard Akmund, a pioneer knight of Duke Glasus. Richard said calmly.

Hearing the title of Pioneer Knight, several knights under Chim even laughed insolently.

The noble viscount, on the other hand, stopped paying attention to Richard at all, and instead focused on the quicksand face. Even among the hundreds, quicksand is extremely striking, and aside from her beautiful face, her amber eyes and eyebrows add to her mysterious and eerie charm.

At this time, the knight in front stretched out his whip and drew a large circle in the air, including the barbarian warriors and the sandmen, and did not spare the ogres and orcs, and even many of the first soldiers to follow Richard were also included in the circle.

"What kind of pioneer knight, count yourself lucky, noble Lord Chim needs a guard now!Now I declare that these slaves have been requisitioned, you can go with your personal guard, move quickly, don't force me to do anything to punish you!" the knight commanded arrogantly, like a king.

He didn't even remember Richard's name, which was a great faux pas in aristocratic interactions, not to mention that he wasn't a nobleman. But the more this happened, the more arrogant he became, and his arrogance was even higher than that of the real Viscount Chim.

"Wait!" Chim cried, then gasped, pointed to quicksand, and said, "I bought that woman!"

The knight of the guard followed the direction of the viscount's finger and saw quicksand, and his eyes were filled with greed. However, he turned his back to the viscount and did not let Chim see his expression.

The knight reached out and untied a money bag from his waist, shook it with his hand, thought for a moment, and instead of throwing it out, he took out a handful of gold coins from it, threw it at Richard, and said, "That's ten gold coins! Come with me, that girl!"

As he spoke, the knight urged his horse and walked towards the quicksand. In the knight's mind, the barbarian slaves who stood in front of him should automatically dodge, and if they didn't dodge, then simply trampled them to the ground. Although the barbarians are strong, they cannot withstand the trampling of war horses. A lowly slave will die when he dies, and maybe he will have to find this pioneer knight whose status is not much higher than that of a slave to compensate for the worn hooves of his horse.

But the barbarian slaves in front of them had no intention of giving way, and the heavy shields were lined up like a bulwark, while the horses under the seats were restlessly alternating their hooves in place, refusing to move forward. The knight's face was burning hot, and the humiliation and anger made him roar, "Damn slave, get out of here!"

With a thud, the knight swung his whip and slammed it at the barbarian warrior in front of him. The warrior had no intention of dodging, but raised his arm and blocked the whip with his thick arm! There was a crisp snap, and the whip wrapped around the barbarian's arm several times, and the tip of the whip landed on the arm that was not protected by armour, leaving a trail of blood.