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Chapter 89 Breakthrough, Rocket

Chapter 89 Breakthrough, rocket

"army!"

"Cavalry, all cavalry."

"Oh my god, get out of here!"

As the sound of horse hooves got louder and louder, the crowd was in chaos. People in the distance rushed towards the road, trying to see what was going on. But the people in the middle of the road quickly retreated to both sides, fearing that they would be killed by the roaring people.

The frenzy swept away.

A moment later, in the night, dozens of cavalrymen holding flags rushed out first. Their armors shone in the light of the magic moon. The horses under their crotches were tall and divine, their legs were slender, and each step was extremely wide.

The flying frequency was extremely fast, and he was in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

Red Leaf Knights!

As soon as they saw the flags in the hands of the cavalry, the civilians immediately exclaimed. The expressions of the soldiers from Viscount Wenger in front of the checkpoint changed immediately.

In the blink of an eye, these cavalrymen had rolled up to less than a hundred meters in front of the checkpoint.

"Get out of the way!" Before the people arrived, a knight in the cavalry shouted sharply.

The crowd had already moved to both sides of the road, and even Joseph's motorcade moved to the side in a routine defensive posture as soon as it heard the sound of horse hooves. In the middle of the wide road, only ten members of the Viscount Wenger were left.

Several soldiers and the levels they set up.

The checkpoint was set up according to the customary method used by the lords to block roads and collect taxes. An old wooden medium-sized freight carriage was parked on each side of the road. There was a railing as thick as a bowl between the two vehicles. In front of the railings, they were placed side by side.

Seven or eight deer villages were built with sharpened logs tied together.

Seeing the galloping cavalry, the soldiers of Wenger's Guards were all shocked and frightened. If the black-clothed priests who jointly guarded the checkpoint only had guesses about the truth of the matter and maintained a hidden tacit understanding,

Then, these private soldiers are fully aware of everything that is happening.

In the past two months, they have done the same thing no less than twenty times. Although most of them were done by the Black Skeleton Bandit Group, they were directly involved in at least four or five of them. If nothing else,

There were no less than thirty escapees who died on the checkpoints along the way!

Now, their mission is to intercept all those who may pass by the attack site. It is a felony for nobles' private armed forces to attack a caravan. As long as they are not caught and there are no charges from survivors, no one can do anything to them. But once things happen

If exposed, everyone including Viscount Wenger will be sent to the gallows!

Seeing dozens of cavalry galloping towards them, a private soldier captain with a strong build and a beard tied into pigtails at the checkpoint quickly whispered a few instructions to a soldier next to him, asking him to quickly go around behind the carriage.

, rode a horse to the next checkpoint to deliver the message. Then he led the people to the checkpoint.

"Please stop..." The captain took the torch handed over by the soldier next to him, opened his hand, waved it towards the speeding Red Leaf Cavalry, and shouted loudly.

This is his last voice.

At that moment, no one knew what would happen next.

The people around just stared blankly at the captain and the row of soldiers beside him, raising their torches high and shouting loudly. However, the cavalry flying towards them did not slow down at all.

They just naturally changed their formation when they were fifty meters away from each other. Four heavily armored knights and their horses, which were also heavily armored, were lined up at the front. Then, a cold voice sounded like thunder.

There was a sound like the sound of horse hooves.

"Kill those who block the road!"

Following this sound, dazzling battle rings bloomed on the bodies of the four knights. The armor and saddles lit up with vine-like light. The muscles and blood vessels of the horses that sat down expanded rapidly with the excitement of fighting spirit. In an instant,

Transformed into a roaring giant beast.

There was no time to breathe, no time to blink, no time even to be afraid.

Just as the wind roared, the four knights, with their lances flowing with light, crashed into the group of private soldiers with extremely horrified and twisted expressions.

Boom! A loud noise passed into everyone's ears. In their sharply contracted pupils, the four knights had already passed the checkpoint and rushed forward non-stop. And in the air behind them, there were splashing blood and tumbling torches.

, pieces of wood and broken limbs.

Ta-ta-ta-ta... With the rapid sound of horse hooves, dozens of cavalry followed closely, rolling over like a howling wind. When passing by the surviving private soldiers, these armored men

The warriors swung their swords or bows to kill them one by one and then flew away.

When their backs disappeared into the black night, leaving only a few torches and the sound of galloping horse hooves, the entire level had turned into hell.

The torch that fell to the ground was burning like a beep. In the flickering light of the fire, the ground was covered with flesh, blood and wood fragments. The carriage carriages on both sides of the road slid off the land base and lay down in a miserable posture.

Twelve soldiers from Viscount Wenger were lying dead on the ground. Even the soldier who had just mounted his horse and was going to report the news was shot by an arrow and fell to the roadside.

The people around were all dumbfounded.

Not to mention ordinary civilians, even Joseph and a group of Holy See knights only felt a bone-chilling chill creeping up from their backs. The hairs all over their bodies stood on end.

From the moment they appeared to the moment of contact, the cavalry of the Red Leaf Knights only gave a warning of "get out of the way".

After the warning, there was a silent massacre. They were like a group of running lions, tearing apart the soldiers blocking their way and walking away. From the beginning to the end, their speed did not slow down a little, and they continued to attack the people next to them.

Without even looking at it, without making any sense or explanation.

In the blink of an eye, the twelve soldiers who were alive just now turned into dead people. The checkpoint that blocked hundreds of people here was turned into a mess.

"Oh my god." A civilian near the checkpoint looked at the corpses on the ground, was horrified, then took a step back, stumbled, and sat down.

His movement immediately triggered a chain reaction around him, and the crowd retreated as if they had seen a ghost.

And the earth is still shaking.

A moment later, the sound of horse hooves sounded, and hundreds of cavalry rolled past like a flood. The same angry horses in bright clothes, the same steel armor and lances, but also the same silence, coldness, and murderous intent.

After that, every one or two minutes, a group of cavalry flew past. The second group, the third group, the fourth group... back and forth, six or seven hundred people!

The crowd of onlookers were already dumbfounded. Joseph narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the back of the Red Leaf Knights who were gradually disappearing, and then turned his attention to Kenneth, who was already pale.

Joseph met Kenneth eight years ago.

At that time, Joseph was quite proud, and Kenneth was just a small Vatican guard. In the Inquisition, Kenneth became one of the most violent black priests in the Vatican's violent institution, and gradually reached the position of squadron leader.

In the process, Joseph helped him a lot.

As Joseph lost power and became increasingly marginalized, many people who had known Joseph were afraid to avoid him. Kenneth still had some conscience and would always find a tavern with Joseph to have a quiet drink in the dead of night.

, chat and do the duty of a friend.

Although Joseph's abilities are mediocre, it does not mean that he is a fool.

As soon as he saw the Red Leaf Knights killing the soldiers stationed at the checkpoint by the Viscount Wenger Guards, he knew that things were definitely not as simple as they seemed. In addition to the Red Leaf Knights dispatching a whole brigade, the private soldier captain who tried to stop and

The reactions of the Red Leaf Knights were also unusual.

What qualifications does a small captain of the Viscount's private army have to try to get the Red Leaf Knight to stop after he issues a warning? It wouldn't take long for the Red Leaf Knight to stop and say a few words, and no one dared to stop them.

Why do you do this without saying anything?

There is only one answer, and that is that there is some connection between the Red Leaf Knights dispatching and setting up checkpoints here with the Viscount of Wenger and trapping hundreds of pedestrians.

"What's going on?" Joseph asked.

Power is the most gorgeous coat for a man. Even in the morning, Joseph was just a fat middle-aged man with a chubby body, a rosy complexion, and an ordinary appearance. But once he put on the gold-rimmed black robe of the county bishop, his whole body changed.

The temperament became completely different from usual.

Although he was on good terms with Joseph and was extremely familiar with him, at this moment, Kenneth still felt an inexplicable pressure under Joseph's gaze.

Kenneth didn't know what miracle happened to Joseph, which enabled him to escape from the death situation that the entire Lulian Holy See had determined. He even took a step forward under the appointment of Archbishop Wallace, but this did not

It hinders his respect for this powerful force.

Moreover, deep down in his heart, Kenneth was really scared.

If he and his men had sided with those lords' private soldiers at that time, they would probably have suffered the same fate.

After all, he is just a black priest in Bronn County, and his status is not high enough to let a behemoth like the Red Leaf Knights take responsibility for him. Even if the Holy See pursues him afterwards, it will be nothing more than an understatement apology from the Carré family. And that's it.

Just now, he saw the heir of the Carré family, Philip!

Upon hearing Joseph's question, Kenneth did not hesitate at all and whispered what happened and his judgment.

When Joseph heard the order coming from the Western Vatican, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Follow me!" Joseph said to Kenneth, quickly got on his carriage, and gave the order: "Follow the Red Leaf Knights! Hurry!"

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The night is getting darker.

The light of the magic moon on the horizon cannot bring any warmth to the people in the increasingly strong cold wind on the top of the mountain. A bonfire has been set up in the car array, and all the clothes that can be taken out in the caravan have been taken out. Everyone wears

Sitting thickly around the fire, quietly drinking hot soup and watching the bonfire jump like a demon.

The bandits at the foot of the mountain have been silent since their last sneak attack failed. Hundreds of bandits are hiding in the darkness. Only a few bonfires and the torches held high by some cavalrymen can be vaguely seen.

shadow.

No one knows what the gangsters are doing.

Some people speculated that they had retreated silently. Some people speculated that they were setting up a new offensive, or were preparing to repeat their old tricks while the car formation was slack.

These two completely different analyzes made people in the car array become impetuous. After many people warmed up by the campfire for a while, they would run to the car wall outside the car array and look down the mountain.

In order to prevent the enemy from sneak attacks, the two mercenary squads and the highly skilled knights in the convoy have already climbed up the outer wall of the vehicle formation. The armor-piercing crossbows and the two guard towers are manned at all times. There are all torches that can be lit.

It has been lit. They are inserted in rows on the car array, illuminating the surrounding area.

The Ling sisters and four students were left in the inner formation due to lack of experience.

Ling Xue drank the soup and glanced at Roy who was standing on the carriage outside the formation from time to time. Her eyes were full of curiosity. Her sister Ling Shuang was no exception. No matter the topics or glances between her and her sister, they could not do without Roy.

He completely didn't notice the jealous eyes of the four teenagers beside him.

Among these four students, two are from the second training camp, and the other two are from the third training camp. They are all first-year students who are preparing to return to Munich City to start school after the annual practical training in Medin City.

Because they happened to be in the same caravan on the road, a small group was formed with Ling Shuang and Ling Xue as the center.

Although they belong to different training camps, the six people get along fairly well with each other along the way. After all, the grievances between the colleges are not worth mentioning in front of two beautiful girls like flowers. Besides, no one wants to

I lost my grace in front of the girl I admired.

When the caravan was attacked, the performance of the four students was quite satisfactory. The three knight students immediately drew their swords and fought with the enemy. The young mage released a third-level fire rain, which also caused the sudden encounter.

The attacking caravan guards gained time to react.

However, because this was the first time for the four of them to commit murder and the first time to see such a tragic scene, everyone's expressions were not very good after being rescued to the top of the mountain. Especially the frail mage and Yi Yi.

One knight student also suffered from violent vomiting.

At this point, the gap between them and Roy was revealed. Roy, who came back after the rush, had killed at least four or five people, but he was as calm as if nothing had happened. At such a young age, he had

Naturally, there is a feeling of fighting for the rest of your life.

After that, the four teenagers who had great enthusiasm for the twin sisters discovered that the beautiful eyes of the two girls always seemed to glance at Roy in a vague way.

Following the girl's eyes, they saw Roy discussing defense strategies with Fergus, Alder and others, seeing everyone waiting anxiously around the carriage where he was, and seeing the charming elf maid following him every step of the way.

, saw him being selected into the reserve team where only the strongest people can join!

All this dwarfed the four training camp students who were regarded as the pride of heaven, and they were secretly comparing themselves with dissatisfaction.

In their opinion, Roy is just relying on his cold heart and having a few high-level knights to follow him. Really speaking, how can a guy who doesn't even have a battle ring compare to armed knights and trainee mages like them?

However, the sense of superiority of being a training camp student soon disappeared without a trace along with Roy's bow and arrow.

Sitting in front of the fire at this moment, the students, apart from being depressed, just hope that this nightmare will end soon and they can leave here as soon as possible.

In the silence, suddenly, the students noticed that the crowd was commotion. Many guards quickly ran to the west.

"Another sneak attack?!" Several people looked at each other, stood up, and climbed onto the car wall along the tunnel. When they stood still in the crowd and looked down, the blood on their faces suddenly disappeared.

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At the bottom of the mountain, hundreds of bandits have surrounded the foot of the mountain. In every direction, there are dozens of bandits holding rockets in their hands.

In the little bits of firelight, the voice of the bandit leader Huan hit him like thunder.

"I'll give you three minutes! Either be burned to death or surrender!"

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