The sun shines brightly on the cold earth, making people feel warm, and the emerald green shoots stick out from the branches, heralding new beginnings.

On the road from Caesarea to Haringos, a small team of knights was marching on this road that had not been built long ago, tall and burly horses and knights on horses, wearing eagle armor and dark black coats, all indicating that the identity of this group of people was by no means ordinary, and the knights who walked in the forefront, holding high the golden laurel banner of Rome, announced who they were coming on behalf of on this trip.

In this knight squad, a knight wearing a purple and gold-rimmed cloak, riding a black tall horse, walked in the middle of the queue, just in the middle of the position faintly protected by the others, under the cloak revealed a short section of the hilt, but just the brilliant gems inlaid on it, I knew that this sword was definitely worth a lot, and it was extremely sharp, so that it could be lined with such a luxurious hilt.

A purple gold-rimmed cape, a black tall horse, and a luxurious and sharp sword were almost the hallmarks of the great nobility. In addition, there are more than thirty knights accompanying him, and only those duke-level lords who are on the right and left hands of the emperor can have such pomp.

It's just that this "big lord" doesn't seem to want others to know his identity, and he covers his face with a deep hood, and only a few hairends stick out from the edge of the hood, so he can't see his face clearly.

"The gods have given us miracles~~!

The great task from heaven is the grace to give~~!

The banner of glory, we should defend it to the death~~!

The people of Rome, we move forward together~~!

Let this great solemnity shine on the whole shijie~~!

Go forward and follow suit, not afraid of hardships and dangers~~!

Strong shield, sharp spear, our footprints are the border~~!

We are here to chant 'Long live Caesar'~~!

Footprints of Rome, conquer everything~~!

At this moment, it is the carnival of victory~~!"

The knights sang cheerful tunes and walked along the road, only the "great lord" did not say a word from beginning to end, not a word was revealed from the hood, nor did he accuse these "noisy" knights, and they hurried with the knights in silence, which seemed a little out of place.

"Hurry up, it's a long way from Haringos. Walking in the front, the knight with the banner turned back to the others and shouted: "The road is not safe at all, we must hurry!"

"Dangerous? I don't see it that way. A knight who looked a little short and sturdy shook his head: "If they dare to attack us, it is tantamount to showing their premeditation, if I were them, I would let Caesar reach Haringos safely, they are not stupid, so they will not intend to attack." ”

"Your way of thinking is very dangerous, brother. Another man next to him patted him on the shoulder: "Robbers, beasts, and traps." There are so many accidents on this shijie, those guys want to destroy Rome! Caesar is Rome, and Rome can't leave Caesar!"

"Well, I agree. The knight nodded: "Those guys in the Senate will only fight for power and profit, and quarrel for all kinds of trivial things, they can only assist those who don't know how to govern the country, let alone how to lead the legions, and win back one victory after another for Rome!" Only Caesar, the Caesar of Rome who inherited the blood of Gaius Julius Caesar (note: Caesar's purest blood has disappeared after Nero, but all the emperors of Rome will still add the title of Caesar to themselves to signify the inheritance of Caesar's bloodline and legitimacy), can bring back victory and glory, wealth and land to Rome!"

His words were echoed by all the knights, after all, the first task of the knights of the Imperial Guard was to defend Caesar, and it was impossible for anyone to be a supporter of the republicans. Even if there were one or two, they would hide themselves well from being expelled from the group.

"Huh?!" a rather alert knight suddenly turned his head to the woods on his left, and subconsciously raised his shield to protect him. His action also attracted the attention of the other knights, who reined in the reins of their horses and stopped the horses below.

Everyone held their breath and cautiously looked around, but they couldn't find anything, only the crisp sound of birds and the "salsa" of the wind blowing through the leaves, and nothing.

Just when everyone thought that it was just the knight making a fuss, a "hum" sound came from the woods, and a slender black shadow flew through the stunned eyes of the knights, and hit the purple cloak that they surrounded in the center, shook slightly, and fell off the warhorse!

"Protect Caesar――――――!"

The knight of the Imperial Guard holding the banner at the front roared angrily, planted the flag on the ground, pulled out his sword from his waist, and galloped to the black war horse to pick up the figure who fell to the ground: "Are you okay?!"

There was no answer, but he had slowly risen from the ground, but he looked a little weak.

By this time all the knights had already reacted, some rode into the woods to pursue the assassin, while others got off their horses, drew their swords, and formed a shield wall with their shields, protecting Caesar behind them.

As if sensing that their attack had failed, a group of guys in gray cloaks rushed out of the woods, drew their long swords and short knives, and launched an assault on the shield wall of the Imperial Guard in all directions!

"Don't let them go!" roared the knight holding Caesar. The knights of the Imperial Guard who received the order used their shields to protect their upper bodies, and their sharp swords pierced out from the lower right side of the shields. But the heavy shield was like a turtle's shell, and they couldn't get their mouths out.

One by one, the Assassins fell, and they tried to retreat a few steps to get the knights to follow, but they didn't buy it—the knights of the Imperial Guard had the first task of defending Caesar, and they never forgot that, and their cold swords fought these dexterous enemies with anger, guarding their lords like shields, and they did not put down their shields when they were scratched by throwing knives, and they slapped their enemies to the ground like flies.

The battle between the woods was so deadlocked, the grey-robed men could not tear through the shield wall, and the knights did not dare to go too far from Caesar's side, so the two sides confronted each other in a stop-and-go manner. Just wait until the departing knights return, and the battle will be over, and the longsword of the horse charge will easily cut off their heads!

This sentiment also infected the knights of the Imperial Guard - the assassin is like a dagger, a sudden attack is threatening, and once exposed, it is a group of clowns.

"Smack!" A slight sound of a branch breaking sounded from the woods, and the knight standing beside Caesar felt as if it was dark overhead, and when he came back to his senses, the assassin in the gray cloak flew over the heads of the knights of the Imperial Guard from the treetops opposite, and landed directly in front of Caesar!

Xue Liang's short knife was pulled out of his bosom, his eyes flashed with madness, he grabbed Caesar's shoulders and leaned down--he desperately wanted to see the frightened face of this "adult"!

What could be more exciting?!

"Red?!"

The Assassin looked incredulously at the playful expression under his hood, his blood-red eyes mocking his stupidity.

"I'm very sorry. As he spoke, Caesar took off his hood: "But you seem to have recognized the wrong person!"

"Poof!" the sound of a sharp blade stabbing into the flesh was muffled.

"You...... You ......" The gray-robed man was intermittent, blood oozing from his mouth, the sharp knife in his hand fell to the ground, and only the arm that was tightly grasping the other's shoulder was supporting his body.

"Knight of the Roman Guard, former member of the Knights of the Dawn, watchman of His Highness Helena, and now Caesar's personal bodyguard. The knight's cold eyes looked at him, and his tone was calm and gentle: "Elendil Orsher, remember the name, you despicable villain!"

"Poof!" Elendil threw the corpse of the gray-robed man on the ground like garbage, and raised his sword, "Lord Theodore Julian, our Caesar has arrived at Haringos Castle to meet Her Royal Highness Princess Helena. Brethren, what do we use to bless Caesar and His Highness?!"

"Blood of the Enemy" - !!!

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"Zhanzhu, this is Haringos Castle, outsiders stop!"

Outside the gate, the Knight of Dawn of the guards called out to a figure in gray robes and pointed a spear at him: "Tell me who you are, or we will hold you in the dungeon!"

"I am from Caesarea, and I am Theodore Julian, the envoy of the great Caesar. The gray-robed man wore a hood, so that people could not see his face clearly, but the voice was quite young: "I hope to see Her Royal Highness the Honorable Princess." ”

"I have a very important matter, and I have come to report to His Highness. ”

"What's the matter?" the knight withdrew his spear, but still looked at the man warily, "Say it, or we won't let you in, and you won't be able to prove your identity." ”

"This!" the gray-robed man handed over a Roman sword of ornate style, "This is the weapon of Caesar's Guard, I think it will be enough to prove my identity." ”

"Good. The Knight of Dawn looked at it for a few moments, then nodded, "Tell me, what is it?"

"Caesar was attacked on his way to Harlingos. As soon as the gray-robed man spoke, he was shocked: "It is likely that something has happened now!"