They crossed the glacier into the New World, and at the direction of Duke Frey they walked towards the mouth of the river, passing many destroyed villages and seeing a more tragic scene.

The Hesko Knight looked at the burnt houses and the bones of people and animals, and couldn't help but curse, "Oh! These damn mud legs, they didn't leave us anything. ”

"Don't be anxious, my knight." Duke Frey looked at him with a smile when he heard this, "There is obviously no gold and milk we want here, or is such a village satisfying you?" ”

"Hahaha~" The knights scoffed when they heard this.

"Of course not, my lordship." The Hesco knight looked at the others in exasperation, and then said respectfully, "Only in the castle can there be gold and cheese. ”

"Keep walking, I think we will soon meet the city-states, believe me, the war belongs to the knights, and those mud legs can only bully those ordinary people with numbers." Duke Frey raised his chin and said, "When we become the masters of this place, they will continue to send us a steady stream of wealth." ”

"Riches belong to our valiant knights!" The knights shouted.

Amid the cheers, Bowes looked at the silent masturbation and asked, "What's wrong with you, sympathizing with these infidels?" ”

"Nope." Hearing this, he shook his head slightly, "I've seen too much of the hellish scene. ”

Bowes shrugged when he heard this, he knew that Warner Knight was good, and the skulls everywhere made him feel pity, but he believed that he would soon give up these useless emotions after seeing the gold.

The procession marched east, and soon they were met by the peasant crusaders, who were not doing evil, but fleeing en masse.

"Hey! Stop it! Stop it! What did you guys encounter! I'll tell you to stop!" Frey watched as the clay-legged men in white crosssuits ran madly towards this direction, and charged his own army, and several times he gave these stupid donkey-like things but did not listen, so he went down with his own soldiers and cut off nearly a hundred heads in succession like vegetables, before the frightened fools stopped.

"Don't kill us, we're all warriors of God!" A peasant knelt down at the sight of Frey's sword and said, followed by thousands of people on their knees.

"You are not God's warriors, you deserters, your actions are simply disgrace to God!" Duke Frey kicked the peasant over, then asked, "What has happened to you?" Where's your clergy! ”

"We came across a city, and during the attack we encountered the monsters of the infidels, and we met the scimitar warriors, and they were two thousand!" The peasant said in despair.

"Two thousand people scared you like this, don't you have sixty thousand?" The Norman Duke walked up and said, "All dead?" Including the priest of Peter, who was called a hermit? ”

"They didn't come with us, we were the advance team." "They may have gone in other directions," the farmer said, "They may have gone in other directions." ”

"Without the priests, whose guide you are to attack the city, you are not the army of God?"

The bishops and priests in the procession also came out at this time, and they looked down at the peasants, "Without our guidance, you will not be able to go to heaven after you die." ”

"We have, we have, we'll go to heaven!" Hearing this, the peasant hurriedly shouted loudly, and then frantically turned back to look for evidence, and finally pointed to the big white goose in the hands of a gangster, "That goose has been inspired by the Holy Spirit, and we are following it!"

"Oh my God! Do you hear him speak in heaven? The bishop of York rolled his eyes at this, and even Norman was disappointed in these peasant crusades.

"They are stupid and unreliable, and their actions are an abomination of depravity." Norman looked at Frey, "Even if I add them to the baggage team, I'm afraid they'll steal our things." ”

"These are not pure peasants, many of them are thieves and rogue mercenaries." The Hesco Knight stepped forward and said disdainfully, "Thousands, kill them." ”

"Ahh Don't don't! We are all farmers who do our duty, we have the physical strength, and we can give you heavy loads!" When the farmer heard this, he immediately shook off, and finally outran his teammates, what a pity that they were killed here.

"Do any of you want to look at them?" Duke Frey looked at the group of knights behind him, but they had all come here to redeem themselves, not to watch over some deserters.

"No one?" Duke Frey was a little embarrassed, and there were a lot of materials that needed to be transported after the siege of the city.

"We do." At this time, he spoke, "Whatever you do, what is good for reclaiming the Garden of Eden is salvation. ”

"That's right, son, doing anything is salvation." The Bishop of York nodded in satisfaction, as did the other priests and knights, except for Bowes's face that was slightly distorted.

"Well, then, you are the knight of Baron Hans the Younger, and the baggage will be handed over to you after that." Duke Frey was also very satisfied with this, and then asked the peasants, "Where is the castle that was not taken, and where is your battlefield?" ”

"Just behind the high hill ahead." The peasant pointed to the high post in the rear and said, "That city is less than twenty miles from here. ”

"Oh, good news, let's see how much wealth these cities have in the Garden of Eden!" Duke Frey nodded, then returned to his horse and led the group towards the high post.

"Are you crazy?" Falling behind the cavalry, watching the rest of the people boiling for the upcoming battle, Bose stared at the horse with red eyes, "There is no battle, do you expect those knights to share the spoils of war into your hands?" ”

"After the city is broken, everyone will enter the city, and then you will have a chance to look for it." He looked at Bowes, "I remember telling you not to take the initiative to attack. ”

"But not taking the initiative doesn't mean giving up! What are we raising funds for and giving them expensive salaries? Come to a place full of gold and don't pick up gold, are you a saint? Bowes roared loudly, saliva spurting out.

"Smack~" A hand with an iron glove pinched the neck of Bao Siwei, who was attacked and wanted to draw his sword to fight back, but as the strength of his neck increased, he instantly had no ability to resist at all, just when he saw Fred's old face coming over, those eyes were unusually indifferent.

"Boy, don't be disrespectful to Warner Knight." Fred said with a blank look.

"Got it, yes, I'm sorry." Bowes said with difficulty.

Fred gave him a serious look when he heard this, and then let go of his arm, and Bowes hurriedly rubbed his scratched neck, and said with some complaints, "I didn't expect you, an old beggar, to have so much strength." ”

"You didn't find out, it's because I didn't have enough to eat before." Fred glanced at him, then looked at the frizzy peasants and said, "Since Warner Knight has given you a chance to live, be obedient, or I will make you regret coming into this world." ”

"Please rest assured, Lord Knight, we are obedient." The peasants said resignedly.

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