Bauer will bow his head and rub his hands together flatteringly.

The former valet of Lord Doyle, standing at the front of this cavalry ranks, lowered his voice and said, "There should be four guards here, but tonight is a banquet, and they have been called back - something similar has happened before!" I'll go back to the manor now, and then I'll put down the drawbridge for you!" ”

After saying that, Bauerbi looked at the leading cavalry.

But instead of waiting for the cavalryman's answer, the cavalry's horse spewed hot air from his mouth and nose, startling Bauerbi.

Bauer fell backwards and again, and finally fell to the ground.

The pain made him grin, but he didn't dare to complain at all, but immediately got up and continued to look at the cavalry in front of him with a smirk.

"Go ahead!"

This time the leading cavalry finally spoke.

As if he had been pardoned, Bauer turned around and ran towards the Oak Manor.

"Huh, Doyle?"

The leading cavalry sneered.

There is unspeakable drama and hatred in the words.

And......

Expect!

The other party can't wait to burn down the entire oak manor.

So, he waited very patiently.

Suspension bridge waiting to be lowered.

Bauer ran briskly on the fork in the road, which he knew very well, and he could walk back with his eyes closed, but for some reason, he was always terrified today.

'Will it be discovered?' ’

'No, it won't! No, it won't! ’

'I'm nervous! ’

That's right, it's nervous! ’

'After tonight, I'll be Master Bauerbi!' ’

Bauerbi told himself that, immediately, he would speed up.

Soon, Bauerbi came to the drawbridge and cried out loudly—

"It's me, Bauerbi!"

The sound travels far and wide in the night.

"What are you going to do?"

"The banquet has begun!"

Albert's voice startled Bauer, who didn't expect it to be the hunter and swordsman guarding the drawbridge, but then he was relieved by the sound of the drawbridge winch turning.

"I went to the village next to me to play a hand, so I came back late!"

Bauer replied loudly.

And such an answer immediately caused Albert to mumble a few words of country slang.

Bauer will hear it, but he will not care.

It was true to go to the village next to it.

But it wasn't playing, it was contacting the cavalry.

Hmph, Albert, you idiot, you would never have imagined what kind of big things Master Bauerbi had done!

A sneer sounded in the manservant's heart.

But the sound of horses' hooves that followed made Bauer very shocked.

He turned his head and looked at the cavalry charging rapidly behind him, his whole face in disbelief.

"It's not like that! That's not true! ”

"I'll lower the drawbridge for you after I return to the manor!"

"Yes......"

Woo!

Burst!

The galloping spear pierced Ballbi's chest and pinned it to the ground.

The manservant squirmed and tried to stand up, but the blood that flowed and the internal organs pierced had already made him lose his mobility.

Under the watchful eye of the manservant, the black cavalry swept forward like the wind.

In the manservant's ears, the last thing he heard was a loud roar—

"Enemy attack!"

Albert yelled and was about to raise the drawbridge with the guards, but it was too late, the black cavalry was too fast.

The knight at the head, as soon as he pulled the reins, his horse rose into the air and jumped onto the drawbridge that was about to rise again before it had really fallen.

The weight and impact of the war horse made the winch go straight out of his hand.

Bang!

The drawbridge slammed down.

"Retreat! Fall back! ”

Albert beckoned the two guards to run towards the manor, while he himself bent his bow and shot an arrow at the knight on the drawbridge.

Sou!

Syllable!

The arrow hit, but the black knight rippled like water, and the arrow returned in vain.

Albert was so frightened that he didn't even have the courage to shoot a second arrow, and just ran towards the manor.

Looking at this scene, the black knight did not chase after him, and with the suspension bridge occupied, the entire Oak Manor was already a turtle in an urn.

The knight glanced arrogantly at the Oak Manor, slowly drew his sword, raised it above his head, and let out a low snort—

"Attack!"

Subsequently, lead the charge.

The black cavalry shouted in unison and followed.

The drawbridge almost flashed by, and they entered the interior of the manor.

The oak manor, which was originally singing and laughing, was in a panic at the moment, but the leading knight felt that something was wrong.

What about crying?

What about the cries of despair?

No! None of them!

The seemingly flustered crowd did not shout like this!

"Stop ......"

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Before the leading knight could finish speaking, five small emperor cannons hidden in the darkness roared, and five six-pounder cannonballs swept past the charging black cavalry like ploughs.

The chest of the war horse was smashed, and the body of the cavalry was smashed.

The cannonballs marched forward like bamboos, and five flesh passages were formed.

In an instant, more than half of the 50 black cavalrymen died.

And then—

Bang bang bang!

A 40-man musket team, crossed left and right, under Albert's command, began to shoot.

The projectile of the flintlock pistol is very erratic, but when fired in a platoon, it still has a terrifying power that will frighten the times.

"Retreat! Fall back! ”

Watching the subordinates around him fall off their horses one after another, the leading knight roared, and turned his horse's head towards the drawbridge first.

The remnants of the cavalry immediately followed.

But just as they rushed onto the drawbridge, hidden in the bridge, the explosives of the extremely short lead were ignited by an invisible hand.

When the lit lead burned to the end, the remaining cavalry rushed to the drawbridge.

Rumble!

The scorching flames tumbled up, engulfing the galloping darkness.

In the loud explosion, a violent wind blew a double-breasted black trench coat, and Arthur, carrying a psychic box and carrying Ms. 'Anna', slowly stepped out of the shadows.

He walked back to the manor.

The whole time, he didn't look back.

Because, at the moment of that explosion, he knew that the remnants of the cavalry were dead.

It can resist arrows and musket projectiles, but it cannot resist a sufficient amount of explosives.

It's not that the secret art isn't strong enough.

It's just that times have changed.

And......

Arrogant!

The arrogance of this cavalry caused its own death.

It's not their fault.

After all, that's how arrogant the mastermind is – the other party seems to blend in with the surroundings, stirring up everything in front of him, but in reality he is always so condescending, like a hunter playing with his prey...... No, butchers to be exact!

It is precisely because of the attitude of the other party that the attitude of his subordinates is affected.

It also caused the death of the entire cavalry.

However, the arrogance of the other party did not really affect the other party's arrangement.

In other words, the other party's arrangement gives the other party a reason to be arrogant.

Arthur waved his hand at the old butler and took the two bundles of explosives and the sword that Maltz had thrown.

He directly pulled out the [Spider Claw], put the explosives into the outer pocket of his trench coat, and took two 'holy waters' from the psychic box in his hand, and then walked to the dungeon where the strange noise was constantly making him - 1.8's [Physique] made him clearly hear the inhuman roar and Albers's angry rebuke when the black cavalry charged.

Listening to the movement below, and confirming that the inhuman roar was on the other side, Arthur glanced at Maltz.

The sheriff jerked the dungeon latch, then pulled hard.

Squeak!

The dungeon door opened.

Arthur raised his sword and leaped down.

(End of chapter)