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Although the legendary dwarves were quite strong warriors, for Kander, the unarmed and drunk guy in front of him was not worth scrupling at all, and he was determined to use this sword to remove one of his arms, so that these damned rednecks would know what a true knight was.

But it backfired.

The dwarf watched him with drunken eyes, his expression indifferent, as if he were dealing with a twig-wielding child, not a fierce knight.

It wasn't until the long sword fell with the wind that his body moved......

The powerful slash made a muffled sound on the stone ground, but the force of the shock from the blade immediately made Kande's body tremble, and most of the strength of the full blow seemed to be returned to him, he only felt that his arms were numb, his eyes were black, and he almost threw away the long sword in his hand and flipped forward!

Is that dwarf a phantom?

For a moment, the Knight couldn't help but be suspicious, but his opponent would not let go of this opportunity. The dark shadow struck from one side with a fierce wind, and before Kander could react, something hard hit the side of the hapless knight's face - unfortunately, the barrels in the hands of the dwarves were not of ordinary quality, these dwarven fire wine was produced in bluestone collars near the central mountain range, and in Burgundy it was an authentic high-priced product, and in order to protect them from rotting during the thousands of miles of travel, the oak barrels were made of exceptionally strong and comparable to cast iron.

So the result of the impact was that the poor knight's teeth were shattered...... He turned his head with a pop, and a mouthful of blood foamed with two big teeth flew out of the way. Then he sat on the ground.

The dwarf, however, staggered outward—just to dodge the stabbing from behind. Zaire's long sword, by the way, knocked little Carl away with one shoulder, and the hapless boy originally wanted to follow his regiment leader to seal the dwarf's retreat, but this tactic was as weak as a child's game in front of the other party. He could only bump into his master headlong and take him a few steps back.

"Rubbish!" pushed the boy away, and Zaire cursed hatefully......

Forget it. This deputy is usually a stubble on the battlefield, but because of carelessness, he was pulled away by a dwarf with a wine barrel, which is simply unforgivable!

Of course. Actually, the curse was a bit harsh - not that Kander's fighting power was not worthy of the name, but that as non-aristocratic knights, they spent most of their combat careers. It's all spent on horses...... For swordsmanship, they don't have the same inheritance as nobles, charge, slash, face thousands of horses, in the fleeting time from the spear through the opponent's chest, or cut off the opponent's head is what they are best at, on the ground with an enemy hand-to-hand opportunities are not impossible, but never too much, the gap in experience, and the misjudgment of the opponent. It made the results very ugly all of a sudden.

What's more, the opponent is still a dwarf...... Compared to these fighters who wander underground, are accustomed to dealing with all kinds of monsters, and fight like eating and drinking, humans are a weak race.

"Okay! It is worthy of the night rain of the world's cloth, and the Lord ......" "This dodge is really rippling......" "It's so joyful......"

Bursts of laughter sounded around, and the people passing by had already found a safe hideout. It began to look lively, and when the dwarf seemed to be a celebrity in the city, so he had the upper hand, the civilians began to get excited.

Even the two city guards had no intention of stopping the battle, except for a slight stop at the civilians who were too close, and they stood there with their spears in hand. Followed with great interest.

This undoubtedly made the two knights even angrier.

"Die!"

Zaire roared through gritted teeth, stabbing the dwarf in the throat as he stabbed his sword.

The chaotic cheers around him and the drunken appearance of the dwarf in front of him made the thousand-year-old man almost blow up his lungs, although he was just a soldier more than a month ago, it was only the trip of the Demon Wolf Legion that gave him the opportunity to be promoted, but after the repeated bloody battles and the return of the country, His Majesty the King awarded the honor of being promoted to a baron, which had already skyrocketed his self-esteem several times, how could he tolerate this kind of humiliation in the countryside, being humiliated by a barbarian who was not a commoner?

Unfortunately, the sword still didn't hit any target—the dwarf only took a step back, the blade two inches in front of his neck.

However, a cold glint flashed in Zaire's eyes...... Behind the dwarf, Kander had already rolled over and slashed with a sword!

The sneak attack caused an exclamation of surprise from all around, but before the cry could be heard, Kander's voice rose high - the dwarf retreated so quickly that it crashed into his arms before his sword could be slashed, and then leaped upward, striking his jaw with a solid head!

So the knight's deputy head suddenly screamed vaguely and staggered back, but the dwarf took a step forward, and the round arm was a blow, and the small oak barrel was finally killed in a groan, and in the overflow of wine, the knight was also pumped out, and slammed into the wall of the city gate tower with a bang, and the huge force of the return of the entire construction of the city wall suddenly made him choke out a large mouthful of blood!

The terrible muffled scream made Zaire shudder, and his feet paused.

"You scum, dwarf lord...... Uncle Dwarf gave you the opportunity to call friends, and the result was ...... I'm from Hebei Province, Hiccup, and I'll beat you to the ground...... This... Forest, no, goblins are more capable of fighting than you......"

Shaking his head, he glanced at the two remnants who were staring at each other, and the dwarf burped again. Muttered vaguely.

"Faun sausage, so good, so good!" casually shook off a wooden stick in his hand, he clenched his hands into fists and raised them to the side of his face, as if to show that he was very satisfied with the result of his battle: "Ah, by the way, where is the Faun family going, their sausages...... Well, it's best to decate ......"

Muttering and turning, he tried to find his target. But then he threw himself on the ground and snored, and as if no one was asleep, a large snot bubble blew from the side of his beard.

The three knights who survived the catastrophe finally got a glimmer of life.

Well, the boy who had stumbled against the wall and fainted, standing as stupidly as a nerd, was in fact only the Knight Chief's silent retreat, though the tricky dwarf didn't seem to be haunting them anymore. But it's pointless to go into the city, and you have to get out of here as soon as possible.

Yes, get out of here. Gather your knights!

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

Zaire swung his sword in his hand, carving his way out of the crowd. Turn around and run!

These bastards dare to humiliate a knight of the kingdom, a hero of war, this insult, he must not just forget it...... The Knight Master gritted his teeth and turned away, knocking away two or three civilians who were watching the excitement - it was absolutely impossible for this to be settled!

This dwarf must be crushed into pieces, no, thrown into a cage, and eaten by the crows to death! And that damn little girl will have to pay for it! Their little ghost city lord must give an account. It doesn't matter if he is a disciple of the ** master or not!

As for talking about Kande...... It's all about getting back to camp now, there's no time to bother with this idiot who can't even be beaten by a dwarf, it's actually better to keep him here, so that you have real evidence......

Airplanes!

A small voice interrupted his thoughts, and the short, sharp sound made Zaire's heart suddenly tighten!

The sound of the bowstring straightening!

Pity. His body didn't have time to react, and a force had already come from his legs, like someone was hitting hard there, and the Qianrenchang, who couldn't maintain his balance, suddenly fell to the ground.

The experience of being a veteran allowed him to hold his body in time and not be unlucky enough to grab his head on the ground, but then when he struggled to get to his feet. I noticed that things were not so simple—a cold stinging pain began to erupt on my legs, causing the battle-hardened knight to scream in a low voice.

A sharp arrow pierced through the crook of his leg and pierced his knee, and the blood was already soaked through the small half of his pants in an instant.

In fact, the louder screams had already masked the knight's gaffe—his little henchman was tumbling not far away, screaming like a pig...... The same arrow pierced his leg, almost as close to Zaire's.

But the god of war was above, and Zaire bet that he had just heard the sound of a bowstring.

"What the hell is going on here, and who are these three people?"

A small group of warriors came out of the city, led by a young man, wearing only a light chain mail, the grass green smock made the body look extraordinarily slender, under the short pale blonde hair, thin eyebrows, blue-gray eyes and straight nose bridge formed a face that made the woman a little jealous, especially the pointed ears, showing foreign blood, giving him a special identity.

Genie?

"Ah, Captain Melianne, that's right, they don't have ID cards, but they want to go into the city, and today it is Mr. Baroque who is on duty, and then ...... You see the results. The guards hurriedly left the theater mode, and said.

"I'm sorry, I thought it was a spy. The half-elf frowned and spoke, his voice soft, but seemingly with innate indifference: "Priest, treat them, and then compensate them each with five silver coins." Wash their clothes if needed and warn them not to ...... again."

This disposal is actually quite good, after all, five silver coins are a small merchant's salary for a day...... Of course, Zaire did not have the heart to accept this so-called treatment, he broke the arrow through his knee, then gritted his teeth and pulled out the shaft of the arrow, skillfully ripped off his clothes to strangle the wound, and then propped himself up and limped out of the crowd.

Or maybe it's lucky, no one in the crowd of people seriously stopped the knight. In this way, he rushed out of the doorway and ran to the camp area.

......

Looking at the guy who had left, the half-elf shook his head, walked up a few steps, drew an arrow, and stabbed the dwarf in the ass.

"Oh yes, damn bastard demons, how dare you insult the great Baroque Night Rain! I'm going to kill you and save your usurped sisters...... I'm going to kill ...... Huh?"

The dwarf stood up one by one, spitting and yelling. But soon he sobered up a little to the laughter of the crowd, rubbed his head, looked around in confusion, and it took him a moment to remember where he was, and what had just happened.

"Where did those guys go?"

"Letting one go?"

"Oh, you idiots, how can you let him go, don't you know who he is?"

Baroque?Nightrain's eyes widened sharply, and the wine seemed to wake up half at once. He jumped in front of the half-elf in one step: "You sissy fool, they ...... He's the leader of the team out there, if you let them go back. What if these guys take the opportunity to pay for our treatment? How can you let him go if I deliberately left my hand and didn't hurt that guy? I can't wash it by jumping into the Neva River!"

"I haven't met them. The strong smell of wine made the elf frown. However, the fact that the dwarf said made him think for a moment that it was much more strict than the "treatment fee": "You say they are the leaders of the wolf's claws? Why did they go into the city? Why do you want to fight them when they are so troublesome?"

"I ...... Hell, they ...... Hiccup...... The dwarf stammered, and his anger went down, but after a second snort, he immediately found a new direction: "Is this the time to discuss this? Hurry up and talk to Anna Su's girl! Those bastards will definitely take the opportunity to find trouble, and this guy ......"

......

"Captain, you're finally back. There is a ...... What's wrong with you? I'm going to call you the pastor......"

As Zaire limped into the camp, an eyeless knight hurried up. But the courtesy was only exchanged for a resounding slap in the face, "Blow the emergency rallying trumpet, gather everyone for me, and I will see them fully armed and on standby in a tick." Take a breath slow, I'll take you to sacrifice the flag, now get out of here!"

The thousand people gritted their teeth and ordered: "Lead me a horse, come a few people, I want to wear armor......!"

When he rushed into his camp, the roar suddenly stopped—in the camp. Several uninvited guests in robes were looking at him coldly.

Well, it's not an uninvited guest, in fact, the staff and spears crossed on their bodies, as well as the flames to form a beautiful sign, are enough to explain their identity.

National Mage Corps.

But what did they come here for?

Zaire watched in confusion as the black-robed man at the head swept off his hood and turned a woman's face towards him.

This is a face that is still beautiful, but has little to do with femininity. Some overly tall cheeks and eagle-sharp gray-blue eyes made her every expression a little aggressive. She looked up and down a few times as if to penetrate the knight's gaze before she spoke slowly.

"Your Excellency Captain Zaire, I'm Rose Blake, a high-ranking mage, and I'm here on orders to need some assistance from you. ”

The voice had a hint of a woman's point, but that didn't soften the command. On the contrary, the screech has a chilly wind-like coldness, a sense of irrefutable - or unjustifiably strong.

It makes people feel a little chilled in their hearts.

"I am the head of a thousand people in Zaire. Zaire's previous rank made Zaire feel particularly harsh, and he snorted in displeasure.

"I have been ordered to carry out a covert operation, and from now on, you must fully cooperate with my work. ”

It seems that he did not even notice the argument of the Captain of a Thousand People. The mage took out a piece of gilded parchment and shook it open, but as if she didn't want Zaire to see it clearly, she put it away: "This is the commission given to me by the kingdom, you, and all your subordinates. And all the forces that can be deployed in the vicinity, you have to make sure that they can obey orders. ”

"This ...... Yes, I will fully cooperate, however, I can only do my best. Zaire's heart moved. The voice softened a bit, too.

"As I said, it's all the manpower, the material resources in the vicinity. Remember, don't make me repeat it again. ”

"As I said, I can only do what I can, because I am only a knight of the barons, and have no right to command nobles of higher rank than me. Zaire smiled slyly and responded, "In fact, I don't have anyone around here who can give orders except for my knights." ”

The mage's brow furrowed, her gaze swept over the knight's blood-stained calves, and she snorted. "What's wrong?"

"The lord of the city here...... Well, or one of his subordinates, it seems that she doesn't approve of our actions, so she obstructs it in every possible way, and even just now, she is ready to attack me, and if it weren't for my ability, I'm afraid I might not have had the opportunity to talk to you here. ”

Zaire spoke without humility or arrogance - of course, casually turning the facts into something else.

"It's bold. Although I have admired the name of this Viscount Edward Vincent for a long time, it is the first time I have heard that his subordinates also have such great audacity, and openly attack a thousand heads of the kingdom and award knights, is this not equivalent to the crime of rebellion?"

The female mage let out a sneer: "So, Lord Zaire, how are you going to solve this matter?"

"I'm going to reason with them, although I am not from a noble background, but the dignity of a knight of the kingdom cannot be insulted!" the thousand people lowered his voice and said impassionedly, "But I have a reluctant request...... I would like to ask you, Lords, to help me testify to see how this lord of Burgundy is going to deal with this matter. ”

"Woo-!"

"Woo-woo!"

At this time, a long horn sounded from afar, (to be continued......)

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