"Don't stop me——!!!!!"

Almost as soon as Gado turned to leave, Aaron immediately blocked the gate and his face condensed. The always gentle and slightly boyish Gado was now like an angry black bear, his eyes staring at Aaron who stopped in front of him, his angry roar resounding throughout the hall, his clenched fists making his arms bruise, like a snake with bones, coiled around his strong arms, and his whole body was trembling.

"I can get out of the way, but before that you have to tell me what you're going to do when you get out of the way. Aaron's calm voice was full of intimidation, and he stood there without showing weakness and did not let go of the way: "Listen, Gado. I can understand how you're feeling right now - better than anyone else, but we can't ......."

"You understand, you understand?!She's dead, she's dead, do you understand?!She's dead, she's dead!Killed by that group of brutes, Aslum is already in ruins!" Gardo roared angrily at Aaron, pouring out the raging anger in his heart, he didn't dare to imagine what Aslum's current situation was like, and even what kind of cruel and bloody means Andong Jia used by the other party to kill.

Jiaduo had seen the tragic situation of the slaughtered Kanya tribe with her own eyes, and her mind at this time was full of repetitive scenes - endless screams came from the flame-engulfed tribal camp, the red-haired girl in the blood-soaked hall was nailed to the door wall, the sharp spear pierced through her palms and torso, and she looked desperately at the endless shouting Misty Mountain barbarians, step by step, heavy iron falling overhead!

"So what are you going to do. Revenge, kill all the damned brutes?!" Aaron was willing to back down half a step, and shouted at Gado, "Do you know where they are? Do you know how many of them there are? You don't know what the hell is going to do to retaliate!?Are you ready to fight an army that slaughters an entire tribe?!"

"I've had similar pain. Aaron's voice suddenly became hoarse: "When the news came from the south, our emperor, our emperor fought alone in his palace, torn to pieces by thousands of orcs and brutes! And we hid in the castle and did not dare to come out—can you understand how much I blamed myself at that time? We are ashamed of the name of knights, and even suicide is more honorable than this!"

"Then why don't you send troops? Are you cowardly, or are you afraid of death?!" Gardo roared, "The highlanders are not afraid of death. We are willing to bleed to death for the sake of our friends!"

"Because my father is the Duke of Mithmeer, he must think about his people and the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in the vicinity of Mithmeer, and so do you!" Aaron said in a deep voice, "You are the Great Chief of Ryan, are you going to let the warriors who have faithfully followed you die worthless?"

"How can dying for a friend be worthless?!"

"It's worthless to die without preparation!" Aaron's gaze became more determined: "Anyone can be desperate for a moment of anger, but you can't! Because there are thousands of people who have put their futures and lives in your hands, and any choice you make will hurt them." ”

"If you want to discuss these things, we'll have a chance later. Gado gasped for breath, his right hand gripping the handle of his tomahawk and his left hand clutching Anton Jia's short spear. A little unbearable, but his eyes were still so resolute: "But today, you get out of the way for me, I don't want to hurt you, let alone hurt our friendship." ”

"For friendship, for Ryan, for Rome. Aaron silently pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist, and the sharp blade of the sword was pulled out little by little: "I'm going to stop you here!"

Jiaduo didn't say another word, and his burly body suddenly stabbed up. A shiny battle axe sliced a streak of moonlight in front of him. The burly body like a black bear seems to be about to pounce!

The collision of the "bell ——!" tomahawk and the sword exploded a little spark, and the heavy knight's sword pushed Jiado back. Before he could swing it again, Gado's short spear had already pierced out of his arms, and Aaron, who refused to dodge, could only swing the sword towards him. The stabbed steel spear was unswerved.

The sound of sharp blades colliding constantly echoed in the hall, and the burly Gado jumped left and right like an agile bobcat, attacking back and forth, if the tomahawk was pounced on by a black bear. The short spear is like a serpent's letter, and the slash of the mountain and tsunami is followed by a silent thrust, burrowing into the void of Aaron's defense.

Aaron, wielding a great sword, did not leave a single step and was nailed to the gate. The heavy knight's sword seemed to have lost its weight in his hand, and he could even swing it with one hand, blocking Gado's assaults again and again, and then forcing Gado's figure back with a straight stab, the unshakable black figure stood, and the silver blade flashed a half-moon-shaped light in front of him again and again, blooming sparks in mid-air.

"Damn it, how can this be?!" Standing on the edge, the knight chief Jorah looked anxiously at Gado and Aaron, who were dueling, and he who had just failed to react to stop the duke, now he didn't know what to do, he could only watch the movements of the two cautiously, his right hand had already grabbed the hilt of the sword, and he was ready to rush up to stop them.

And then what made Jorah even more angry was that the knights who came with him, like the highlander warriors in the hall, gathered around and shouted happily and cheered for the two of them, and even the little boy of Aslum now jumped up excitedly and watched excitedly.

Damn it, do you think it's a friendly duel?What if something happens?!As a knight chief, Jorah certainly knows what such a duel means—holiness and honor, and any knight longs to duel with an opponent worthy of him. But he was still Aaron's chief knight, and to some extent his own uncle (Jorah was the illegitimate son of Aaron's father, mentioned earlier), and in any way there was nothing more important to him in this world.

"Don't be so nervous, knight from the south. Sunel was much calmer than anyone else at this time, and glanced at Jorah indifferently: "Neither of them can convince each other, so the duel is the only way." Is there a better way to calm them down and think?"

"But......" Jorah didn't know what to say, the former Great Chief was so careless, and he had nothing to say—after all, Jorah was only a subordinate of the Brennus family, not a relative.

"If you want the two men to calm down and talk, you can only wait until they are tired of each other. Sunel had a non-worried expression: "They're friends, so don't worry." ”

The fierce battle still did not stop, the crazy round of the big sword rolled up the whistling sound of "woo ......", and Gado's approach again and again made Aaron have to dance the sword with one hand, carefully guarding against any place that may be raided, and not daring to slash with both hands, which made his momentum weaker, and then made Gado's attack more ferocious.

"Be sober, idiot————!!!" Aaron suddenly lunged in front of Gado, his greatsword blocking the smashed tomahawk and slamming his right hook into the side of the face. The burly Jiaduo instantly lost consciousness, and with inertia, the whole person fell to the ground.

Just as the people on both sides were about to rush forward, Aaron immediately reached out to stop them. He didn't take another half step forward, and stood in place, watching Jiaduo who was lying on the ground struggle to straighten his upper body.

"Bang!" Aaron slammed his big sword into the ground, gasping sharply with the hilt of his sword, and glared at Gado who was lying on the ground, "It looks like I won." ”

"That's not necessarily!" Although he was tired and couldn't get up, Gado still refused to push, spit a mouthful of bloody phlegm to the side, and looked at Aaron with a proud smile: "If you dare to take another half step forward, my short spear can stab your asshole, and you can't fight back." ”

"Maybe you're right, Aaron. Maybe you're right, I shouldn't just rush out of the city with the fighters now, I should be calm. But what you did at that time was not mine, nor was it the Highlanders!" Gardo gasped and roared, "I can't bear this kind of thing! I'm going to slaughter them, I'm going to let those people who believe in demons get the same fate!!"

"You are also a Roman now, and you owe allegiance to him. Aaron pouted: "Now you are also one of us." Theodore, that guy must have told you that, right? Whoever dares to raise the banner of battle on Roman territory......"

"That's the enemy of the entire empire. Gado smiled: "But I can't wait for that, maybe it's wise to do that, but I can't wait for that." ”

"Then you have to figure out one thing first. Aaron said in a deep voice: "When you are preparing to declare war with the barbarians of the Misty Mountains, it is equivalent to the entire Rome declaring war on them. Gather your knights, gather your army, and if you really want revenge, you must have at least an army equal to them!"

"I thought you would say, 'You must not act rashly?'" Gado looked at him suspiciously, "Aren't you trying to stop me?"

"I'm not going to stop my friend from getting revenge if he really wants to. Aaron snorted, "What I'm trying to stop is that he's going to do stupid things because of this!"

"I have no objection to you wanting revenge, but only if you are fully prepared. Aaron said in a deep voice and stretched out his right hand towards Gado, "Let me help you." ”

"............" Jiaduo was silent for a long time, probably a little embarrassed, shook his right hand, and held it tightly with Aaron: "Xie Lu Xie." ”

Seeing that the two were no longer arguing, Sunel glanced at the knight of Jorah beside him: "How is it, is there a better way to fight against two men who are full of fire than to fight?"

"You're really...... Experienced!"

"Of course!" Sunel replied without blushing at all.

(It's not easy to get a yard these days, it's a big problem to have a hot head~, we are a thousand on the monthly ticket list, and we haven't come up with a good volume name yet, and the recommended votes are still not powerful, and the update is still an old problem with Carvin~ If you want to say how to get it, I'm afraid you can only ask for a subscription~ "Adapted from the Song of Throwing Onions") (to be continued......)