"Your Excellency!"

Under the morning glow, the order officer Urad looked at Nicolai and Grivoy in front of him with a serious face: "What are you waiting for?"

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Until Nicolaim silently pressed down on his Soul Breaker.

"Urad, I just asked you: did His Majesty order the lifting of martial law. The Meteorite's face turned cold, and he said softly, "Your answer is a little strange. ”

Grivo let out a faint sneer.

Urad was slightly stunned: "But martial law has not been lifted......"

"That's not the point," the Meteorite directly interrupted the order's words, and he said coldly, "The point is: your words are received without hesitation, word for word, 'Your Majesty has not yet ordered the lifting of martial law'." ”

Urad's face changed suddenly.

Nicolai's sharp gaze swept over every patrol member behind Urad, looked at their flickering gazes, and continued to say solemnly: "If it is a lifting order, it will be issued by the Prime Minister, the Earl of Lisbane, and conveyed to the Viscount of Reston, the chief garrison of the royal capital. ”

He snorted coldly: "A small magistrate in the royal city only gets specific tasks such as clearing roadblocks and restoring traffic in the hall, and he will not know whether His Majesty has ordered the lifting of martial law. ”

Urad frowned: "I ......"

Nicolai didn't pause, his gaze gave Urad the illusion of being breathless: "Why are you so anxious to 'escort' us, even at the expense of making up excuses according to my words?"

Behind Urad, the patrolmen exchanged glances with different expressions.

And all this is in the eyes of the Meteorite.

It also made him feel heavy.

It's so suspicious.

What happened?

"It's just a slip of the tongue," Urad sighed, "Besides, in this case, the initial order must have been given by His Majesty." ”

But Nicollet remained silent.

Grevo, who was being held by him, spoke nonchalantly.

"I said, Urad, when did you care so much about the affairs of the kingdom?" The lame veteran of the Extreme Realm sighed: "For more than ten years, from conscription to the Qing City, once there is any trouble in the royal capital, your first reaction will only be to shrink your head and dodge, for fear that your interests will be damaged. ”

Listening to Grivo's words, Nicola's expression became more and more terrifying.

"As for leading troops to serve the king in times of crisis?"

Grivo raised an eyebrow, and the expression on his face was like seeing a flying mouse: "No kidding. ”

Urad's face became very ugly.

"Old cripple," he gritted his teeth, "I don't want to quarrel with you at this time......"

But at this moment, a clear male voice came from the crowd: "Enough." ”

"They've seen through it. ”

Urad sighed deeply and stepped aside to make room for the man who had come out of the crowd.

This time, it was the Meteorites' turn and Grivo's faces changed.

The new man is tall, his steps are heavy, his momentum is compelling, and he has a strong smell of battlefield iron and blood.

"Ruthless," Grivo sighed, "you know him?"

Nicolas didn't respond to Grivo, he looked straight at the comer.

"It's you," Nicolai squinted, his face solemn, "the Fire Knight." ”

"Romturha. ”

The comer stopped and stood in front of them.

"It is an honour to see you again, Lord Nicolet. ”

One of Exter's 'Five Warriors', Tulha said with a cold face.

The knight with the black sand collar had already taken off his gray helmet, but the gray armor was still on his body, and with the long sword at his waist, it was full of oppression.

"If the Grand Duke of Black Sand wants to attend the dinner," Nicolai snorted softly with a bad face, "he could have said it in advance, and we could have sent out invitations." ”

Tuleha stared at Nicolai without showing any hint of weakness.

"Kambida told me what you said to him yesterday on the outskirts of the city," the Fire Knight looked unmoved, "So, at your invitation, we brought more than a thousand people to Longxiao City to 'shop'. ”

Nicolai looked at the patrol, his pupils slowly narrowing.

"You are killing yourself," the Meteorite said in a cold voice, "There are only seven or eight thousand soldiers in Longxiao City who can be urgently recruited, as well as patrols and standing guards of the palace, not to mention the vassals on the outskirts of the city......"

But Tuleha interrupted him without paying attention.

"Yes, Longxiao City is very powerful, there are countless conscripts, and the combat power of the standing army is amazing," the Fire Knight said lightly: "However, who has the right to recruit them?"

Nicolais's mood sank, and a bottomless chill hit his heart.

He remembered what Urad had said at the beginning: someone was trying to assassinate His Majesty.

"What do you mean?" he asked solemnly, with an unconsciously hint of anxiety in his tone.

Impossible, guarding His Majesty's side are the most powerful white-bladed guards, everyone has super-level skills and rich experience, and the consciousness of being willing to sacrifice their lives, even the wrath of the kingdom, it is impossible......

With such a small number of troops, you dare to ...... What exactly does Rumba want to do?

Nicolas and Tulha's eyes met in the air, as if to spark.

"Meaning, you don't have to worry about that. ”

The knight of the Black Sand Collar was expressionless: "Exeter will soon have a new life. ”

Nicolas forced himself to calm down.

"Inner ghost, right?" the Starfall clenched his sword.

He said coldly, "How long have you been planning, can bring two thousand people into Longxiao City...... Whether it's the chaos caused by the disaster, or a mere gang leader, it's far from being able to do this, who else do you buy?"

Garrison Commander Reston or even Prime Minister Lisbane?

But Tulha did not answer his question again.

"Lord Grivo," the Fire Knight turned to the lame veteran with a respectful expression, "I have heard of your name, and I know that you have always been dissatisfied with the rule of the Waltons......"

Nicolas frowned slightly.

But Grivo's reaction was even quicker than he expected.

"Needless to say," Grivo sighed, and said lightly, "I do not like that Nunn, and our king is a bastard......"

Tuleha's eyes lit up: "Then you ......"

"But, Chaman Rumba?" said Grivo, who didn't give him a chance to interject, the veteran bared his yellow teeth and the street ruffians smiled as if they were hee.

"Although I am poor and miserable, and I can't read a word, I am a Northlander. ”

"Even if you are dissatisfied with your own king, you will not lead troops into the royal capital," Grivo's tone became colder and colder, "and I will not sell my loyalty to a murderer and traitor." ”

The Fire Knight looked sorry and sighed.

"Few people can understand the painstaking efforts and persistence of His Excellency the Grand Duke," said Tulha, looking up solemnly, as if he had not heard Grivo's sarcasm, "but believe me, his dedication and sacrifice, and even everything he has done that is not understood by the world, is for the future of Exeter, for the future of the Northlanders." ”

Grivo snorted on the ground, looking disgusted.

"Killing his own brother for the position of the Grand Duke, and taking advantage of the disaster to kill and the blood of the common people is flowing like a river, to fight for power and profit and take advantage?"

The veteran said viciously:

"What kind of future can this kind of ruler bring to the people of the Northland?"

Tulha did not speak.

Urad on the side shook the braids on his head, and his expression was grim:

"Maybe we shouldn't waste any more time. ”

The boss of the Sword District Bazaar whistled, and his eyes were playful:

"According to the orders of the Grand Duke, if you can't deceive them, you have to carry out Plan B. ”

"It can be a little painful. "Urad is eerie.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

It's like the balance of the scales has been broken.

Tulha nodded slowly: "You know, Your Excellency, I really want to fight you. ”

"To make up for my regret that I didn't get my hands on the Sword of Light. ”

"Then you'll get what you want today, those two hits in the snow are really not enjoyable. Nicolas drew his knife in his hand and replied lightly.

Nicola's gaze swept over the patrolmen.

Fortunately, there were not many soldiers in the Black Sand Territory, less than a quarter, and most of them were just the rabble under Urad.

Relying on the terrain of the ruins, you may be able to maneuver.

But the uneven quality of this batch of "patrols" did not make Nicolai's mood better: where are the main forces of the Black Sand Collar now?

Or...... Do they have more important tasks?

Tulha didn't have any intention of making a move, just watched as Urad waved softly.

The patrols' faces became more and more serious.

"Can you fight again?" the Starfall let go of Grivo and let the veteran stand on his own: "Cripple?"

"No kidding, dead face," Grivo, who had a very bad face, coughed violently, wiped the blood from his mouth, and gritted his teeth, "Now?"

"I can kill another hundred plagues"

But the veteran's words came to an abrupt end.

With the wave of Urad's hand, nearly fifty people came to the front of the patrol, divided into two semi-circular arcs, and squatted forward and stood behind.

I saw that the fifty soldiers raised their weapons in unison and aimed them at the two Extreme Realm masters.

Nicola's breath froze suddenly, and Grivoy's eyes widened.

Is that......

A full fifty crossbows of the Crusaders.

Deal...... The two of them?

All of Grivo's words converged into one word in that instant.

A word that Nicollet also couldn't agree with:

"!"

The man with eight braids leaned slightly sideways and retreated into the formation of his subordinates.

"Two great warriors and famous lords of the kingdom, please let me introduce myself one last time. ”

"Chail Urad. ”

"Do a little business in Longxiao City," Urad smiled, as if he was very happy, "From infantry crossbows to magic guns...... It's all about business. ”

Nicolas and Grivo sighed as they looked at the dense crossbow machines.

Urad opened his eyes that smiled into a line, and the cold light in his eyes shone brightly:

"Enough stockpiles. ”

Tulha turned his head, a faint look of displeasure on his face.

In the next moment, fifty crossbow arrows were heading towards the two Extreme Realms without any dead ends.

A rain of black arrows roared in the air.

Brings out countless bright reds.

Grand Duke Rumba lowered the edge of his sword.

More than a dozen crossbow machines stretched out from the shoulders of the Black Sand soldiers in the front row.

"Arrows!"

The roar of the White Guards rang out in his ears.

Tails and Little Slickhead were pinned to the ground, blocking everyone's back.

However, the mood of the Star Prince at the moment was chaotic.

He knew he couldn't help himself in a battle like this.

Just like last time under the fortress.

All he can do is ...... Tails looked at the Grand Duke of Rumba in the crowd.

Thoughts drift away.

No, everything is wrong.

It's so perverse.

After thinking about it, more than a dozen white-bladed guards faced the crossbow machine and quickly put out a defensive formation that looked like tortoise shells.

They knelt down on one knee in unison, leaned sideways against each other, raised the arm shield on their forearms, and stopped diagonally in front of them, blocking their heads and bodies.

"Woohoo"

Crossbow bolts roared.

Tails still couldn't figure it out.

After the death of King Nunn, Rumba appeared.

He even tacitly acquiesced that he was the murderer behind the scenes.

But......

"Bell!"

Multiple bolts collided with the arm shield and were bounced away, making a piercing sound one after another.

There were also two or three crossbow arrows that unfortunately pierced the human body, and there was a characteristic muffled sound of entering the flesh.

But none of the White Blade Guards said a word, just exchanged glances with cold faces.

After the first round of crossbow arrows, the Whiteblade Guards stood up instantly.

The first one let out a shocking roar.

"Charge!"

A full ten white-bladed guards did not hesitate to rush back at the soldiers of the Black Sand Collar.

Outnumbered.

Tails snorted in a trance, and he didn't even realize that he and Little Slippery were being carried out of the battlefield by several white-bladed guards.

His mind was full of doubts.

Why?

Why did Rumba come to Longxiao City?

If it was to deal with the threat and revenge from Longxiao City, the Grand Duke of Rumba had already succeeded.

The king is dead, Exeter will be in chaos, and Walton and Longxiao City will have no chance to unite with the Grand Dukes and seek revenge on the Black Sand Lord.

The Black Sand Collar is safe.

Even if Rumba is the real murderer, why did he appear on this suspicious occasion?

To extinguish the mouth?

No, the rumba didn't need to show up at all, just stay in the territory and wait for the king's death, and the king's assassination would be another headless murder.

Only Sariton will once again be saddled with the crime of killing kings, and live up to their reputation as the flower of assassins and the family of kingkillers.

Everything is so perfect, and it takes no effort for Rumba to deal with the biggest and most terrible enemy on this night of calamity.

The earth-shattering shouts of killing rang out.

"With the white blade in hand, my life will return to the Northland!"

"Right thrust!"

Ten charging white-bladed guards, with hideous faces and fierce commands, shouted the password fiercely, and reversed into the enemy formation.

The momentum accumulated by the Black Sand Leader side by relying on the number of people and the situation of semi-encirclement was suddenly taken away.

Grand Duke Rumba frowned fiercely.

Dragon's Guard.

What a shame.

A guard shields his arm and shield sideways, blocking attacks from enemies on his left, while stabbing forward with his long knife, in conjunction with his comrade on the right, rips open the belly of an enemy.

The other fell to the ground in pain, holding the gut-outs and moaning and screaming.

But the White-Bladed Guards had no intention of ending his life, and simply stepped over him and continued to move forward.

Kill the next wave of enemies.

The Black Sand soldiers had to split up and drag their companions back into battle.

This reminded Tails of the Kingdom Fury and his Fury Guard charging.

Blood splattered in the crowd.

The White Guards work in pairs, one blocking the attack on the left and one tearing through the enemy on the right.

The two of them move forward tacitly, using the rhythm of you being fast and me slow, stopping and advancing, exchanging positions and responsibilities back and forth.

Even if you occasionally hang the lottery, you don't care about it, and it seems that you only have the enemy in front of you.

Under the unexpected counterattack of the White Blade Guards, five or six corpses fell in an instant on the Black Sand Leader's side.

The dragon guard, who was sparsely numbered but unusually fierce, even killed the Black Sand Leader's formation step by step as the moment of the counterattack of the latter.

The white-bladed guards wielded their blades wildly, using their rich experience and strong combat power, coupled with exquisite coordination, to bite and even counterattack the enemy.

For the evacuation of the companions of the palace.

Tails was held under the armpit by a warrior, gasping for breath unconsciously.

He drew his attention away from the fight, thinking desperately about Rumba's anomaly.

Rumba unabashedly entered the city with his own army, putting himself in danger and provoking suspicion......

Even...... And kill yourself!

Not only expose themselves and ask for trouble, but they may also be accused of crimes.

Everyone in Exeter will not let go of the murderer of the co-king, and the respite that the Black Sand Collar has earned so hard will only be lost.

This is not at all in the interests of the Lombards.

Tails really didn't understand, didn't understand why Rumba had made such an unwise choice.

It's like the unprepared attack under the Broken Dragon Fortress.

Compared to the unfathomable profundity of King Nunn, the Archduke of Rumba gave him the impression of elusiveness and incomprehension.

Tails even had to wonder again: Is Rumba crazy?

But then he remembered Putira's words: "Rumba is not crazy. ”

Chaman Rumba ......

What exactly do you want?

The White Blade Guard, who had evacuated with him and the little slippery head, stepped over an abandoned roof, but suddenly stopped.

Tails raised his head, and his hair stood on end!

In front of them, stood the vassal of the Black Sand Lord, the Viscount of Mounton City, the tall Elasa Kambida.

and a platoon of soldiers beside him.

They raised their crossbows in unison to Tails and Little Slicker, as well as the four white-bladed guards present.

Tails sighed.

Crossbow again.

In front of his eyes, the scene of the assassination in front of the Fuxing Palace, Yodel faced the assassins of the Duke of the North and was hit by a crossbow arrow.

What an annoying weapon.

Tails thought desperately.

He turned his head to look at Xiao Slippery, and the other party's eyes were also full of panic.

"As the Grand Duke says, Your Highness Tails," said Viscount Cambida, a counsellor of the Grand Duke of Rumba, with a smile, "please choose your enemies and friends carefully. ”

"Seeing things unclear is a taboo for kings. ”

In the next second, His Excellency the Viscount waved his arm.

Ballista fired. (To be continued.) )