However, just as the night was fading and the mountain lake was in sight, Quicksand and Richard looked up at the night sky to the northwest almost at the same time. Under the vast night, you can see a meteor like fire cutting through the sky and falling to the earth. The meteor was extremely brilliant, and it seemed to dim the brilliant light of the endless galaxy in an instant, which was very dazzling, and the trail was endless, and it did not disperse for a long time.

Richard and Quicksand both felt a faint upheaval of time and space coming from that direction. It's a familiar feeling, and when they cross the plane, it's as if they're in a river of embodied time, very similar to what it is now. As the meteor fell, thunder rang out in the otherwise clear and cloudless night sky!

Richard looked up at the sky, and felt several obscure and huge wills from the thunder, and it was their angry roars that attracted the power of nature, causing thunder in the clear night, and giving mortals a feeling of horror that the sky was about to collapse.

Is this the wrath of the gods?

Quicksand and Richard looked at each other, and then Quicksand said, "It seems that another intruder has come to this plane." I just don't know who it is. ”

Looking at the place where the meteor fell in the distance, Richard's precise talent automatically calculates the landing point and distance, while searching the map of the area in his mind. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "It's a good thing! we can at least have more time now, and the eyes of the gods of this plane will not be all on us." ”

"Not necessarily, sir, we better be careful!" said Oral, the elf, a little worried.

Richard smiled and said, "Don't worry. No matter what kind of team came from the Alternate Plane, it was still much stronger than our team that was supposed to go to the lower planes, so the gods should be more worried about them. ”

"They're just hierarchical. Splash said coldly and stiffly. In the death training camp, almost all the prey she killed were two or three levels taller than herself, and there were four or five levels higher.

"Wouldn't it be better if it was just a high rank?" Richard laughed, and continued, "It won't be long before we get another set of precious coordinates besides Norland." ”

Quicksand reminded on the side: "Generally, only the primary plane can open the passage to the secondary plane. So what we get is most likely the coordinates of another major plane. ”

"Isn't this set of coordinates more precious?" replied Richard lightly. However, after carefully understanding the deep meaning of his words, the people behind him gradually became a little enthusiastic.

By the time they returned to camp, the new hostages were locked up with Sir Goyo's family. The number of soldiers surrendered was nearly fifty, including several knights.

The atmosphere in the camp was delicate, and the only two foot knights were clearly not asleep, sitting by the campfire, their weapons in the most convenient position. The two raptors were not released into the woods to patrol, and just crouched quietly not far away. The camp of the surrenderers was unlit and silent. But as soon as Richard returned, the tent was opened open through large and small cracks, and apparently they were not asleep either. However, the atmosphere that had been so quiet in the camp that it seemed to break at any moment was completely relaxed.

After seeing the families of the three captured knights who had been killed in battle, and hearing that Richard had invaded the port city, annihilated the Knights of the Temple, and burned the Temple of Courage, the three knights finally decided to surrender. That way, at least Richard wouldn't loot their territory for the time being.

So Richard divided the troops into three teams, each led by three knights of the infantry battle, each team was equipped with a knight, plus a few soldiers who led the way and killed people as the backbone, supplemented by other soldiers, to form a team. In this way, the control power of the troops can be guaranteed, and at the same time, the combat effectiveness of the infantry knights can be maximized. This group of infantry knights is not just a small soldier who can only charge and kill, they are also experienced in commanding battles.

After two more days on the shores of the lake, when it was estimated that the Earl's reinforcements were almost in the barony's territory, Richard made a surprising decision to release all the hostages. He arranged for the two knights who refused to surrender to escort these ladies and young masters back, as for the means of transportation, they were the two carriages, and they were not enough, so those who could not sit in the carriage could only walk on their own.

After sending off the hostages, Richard set out in two, with three infantry knights leading the troops and some of his horses westward, trying to traverse the mountains and find a secret path to the territory of the Duke of Wolves. Richard returned to the forward base with the rest of the men, where there were still a lot of supplies to be sorted and packed. In fact, the most precious thing in the entire forward base is the time lighthouse, but unfortunately it can't be taken away at all.

Richard's plan was to rest in the base for a few more days and crack Essien's diary, which should be safe at this stage anyway.

In the early afternoon, the road leading to the Baron of Fossa was filled with smoke and dust, and a group of well-armored knights rode briskly, their bright silver armor and scarlet cloaks making them look imposing. Behind the knights, there were three times as many cavalry followers. They were servants of the knights, and when they fought independently, they became brave light cavalry. After the subordinate, it is the infantry of the brigade. Most of these infantry are clad in chain mail or half-body plate armor, and they are armed with a variety of offensive heavy weapons, or large tower shields. At the end of the line, there were a hundred archers, carrying longbows as tall as people on their backs, apparently elite longbow archers.

This army was not large, only about five hundred men, but it was well-equipped and powerful, and its momentum far exceeded that of the baron's army alone. More than a dozen red and gold flags fluttering in the wind are the emblem of the Count of Galeon. These flamboyant battle flags have been displayed on many battlefields and have terrified countless enemies.

At this time, the guards had already informed the Baron of Fosa, and the baron climbed the watchtower of the castle, looked at the end of the road with an alchemical telescope, and cleared the flying battle flags. Baron Fosa's gaze lingered on one of the flags decorated with blood-stained axes on a black background, and he did not move for a long time, his lips tightly pursed, and the corners of his mouth continued to fall downward.

"Baron Pelisakin!, how could it be him?" Muttered Fossa to himself. He suddenly felt that his head was starting to hurt again, and there had been enough trouble lately, and the unexpected arrival of Pelisakin had added a big touch. And this trouble doesn't know when it will leave.

Baron Pelisakin, dressed in his trademark dark black armor, rode in the center of the cavalry. He was very tall and thin, with a waxy yellow face, and his short, well-trimmed beard did not add elegance, but gave him a bit of an eerie and fierce atmosphere. His eyes were always half-open and half-closed, as if he had just lost sleep last night, and only when he sat on the horse and straightened upright, and there was not even any unnecessary shaking, could he see his strong demeanor slightly.

The elite force soon reached the junction in front of the castle and was met by a group of soldiers who had arrived from the other direction. It was an ordinary standing army, led by three knights, escorting a dozen wagons in front and behind. Seeing the Count's banner, they immediately halted the convoy and waited for Baron Pelisakin's procession to advance.

The main entrance to the castle was opened, and Baron Fossa was greeted from the castle with a few close retinues. Pelisakin, however, swept his gaze from the baron carelessly, and instead focused his attention on the convoy, and he suddenly raised his hand, and the army behind him immediately stopped in unison.

"Go and call those three. "The three knights in Pelisatkina's convoy were knighted.