That night, the garrison officer Hatton rushed up the city wall in a hurry.
And when he looked outside the city, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and the blood on his face had completely faded and turned completely white.
Warcraft, the true master of the Redemption Continent.
Three hundred years ago, when humans first set foot on this land, every inch of the land here was ruled by monsters.
It was by relying on lances, long swords, bloody battles and countless sacrifices that mankind won the victory in the centuries-long war between man and beast and gained a firm foothold.
Later, humans built more and more towns and reclaimed more and more wasteland.
As humans multiplied and thrived, and as generations of human knights opened up territories, most of the monsters were driven into the mountains and forests.
However, this war is not over.
Or should I say, it has never stopped.
The Warcraft Mountain Range runs across the continent, from the southern seaside to the plateau in the center of the continent, and the mysterious desperate situation is a paradise for Warcraft and a forbidden land for humans.
Every year, several large or small animal tides break out across the mainland.
Endless monsters emerge from the mountains and attack human towns crazily.
In history, countless towns have been attacked by monsters. The entire city, ranging from hundreds to thousands to tens of thousands, was buried in the belly of the beast, and no one was spared.
And even if it resists the attack of the beast tide, it will still be a mess after the battle.
The farmland, pastures, houses, and livestock outside the city were all destroyed.
Many towns were forced to be abandoned due to the successive attacks by the beast tide, and became tomb-like ruins.
People traveling north and south often encounter these abandoned cities standing quietly under the wind, snow and scorching sun when passing a certain mountain peak or a certain highland plain.
Their broken figures traveled through history, telling the story of those tragic battles, as if there were countless innocent souls still walking through the ruins and flying in the sky.
Therefore, for many people today, demons are far less scary than World of Warcraft.
After all, three hundred years have passed, and the history of the God-given Continent only exists in books. Most people have never seen a real demon in their lives.
But Warcraft is their terrifying memory since childhood, and even this memory is inherited from their parents and ancestors.
Therefore, when it was discovered that there was a tide of beasts outside the city, Musha City immediately became chaotic, and at this moment, Hatun's heart felt as if it had sunk into an ice cave.
Hatton had heard about countless beast tides and even experienced one personally.
However, no matter whether he heard about it or experienced it personally, there has never been anything as terrifying as the tide of beasts in front of him at this moment.
I saw endless monsters pouring out of a light gate.
In the past, beast tides were usually dominated by second- or third-level monsters, but most of the beast tides in front of us were fifth- and sixth-tier monsters.
Hatton has never seen so many high-level monsters.
Compared with the beast tide in front of us, the beast tide formed by second- and third-level monsters was like a group of children holding wooden sticks facing off against the heavily armed steel knights.
What's even more terrifying are those eighth-level and even ninth-level monsters.
"Oh my god, what is this? The Golden Winged Tiger King!"
"Damn, that's the Firewing Flying Bear."
Hatton's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and the hairs on his back stood on end.
He even saw a hidden demon leopard appearing on the battlement of the city wall only a few meters away from him.
In its yellow eyes, the green pupils formed a thin vertical line, staring at him closely.
Just as Hatun was holding the hilt of the sword at his waist with a trembling hand, the Hidden Demonic Leopard turned around casually and jumped off the city wall.
The moment its figure fell, it blended into the darkness and disappeared.
More people ran up the city wall.
There are the guard knights of Dusk Sand Town and the knights of the Knights of the Southern Cross.
And just when everyone was nervously preparing to fight, suddenly, everyone discovered that the old knights headed by Leng Jin and Luke suddenly burst into cheers.
These taciturn but possessing unfathomable strength made everyone deeply admire and awe the old knights during the training. At this moment, they all jumped up, each one as excited as a child.
What's going on?
Just when everyone was stunned, someone with sharp eyes discovered that in the middle of the endless tide of beasts, a tall figure was standing quietly.
Countless monsters surrounded him, just like subjects surrounding their king.
Following the cheers of the old knights, the figure slowly walked towards this side, and soon, his appearance was exposed in the light of the torches on the top of the city.
"It's Commander Leo!"
A knight of the Southern Cross just screamed in surprise when he saw the white golden-winged tiger king flying down from the sky like a meteor. It drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed next to Roy.
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Roy reached out and patted its head, jumped lightly, and sat on it.
The Golden-winged Tiger King roared into the sky, and in an instant he had reached the top of the city and landed in front of everyone.
At this moment, the city was completely silent. Everyone looked at Roy and then at the golden-winged tiger king under his crotch. They couldn't believe their eyes.
This is a ninth-level golden-winged tiger king.
Such a powerful and arrogant monster was willing to serve as his mount.
And at this moment, one after another figures descended from the sky. Golden-eyed Lei Peng, Fire-winged Flying Bear, Golden Fire Lion... Any one of these ninth-level monsters is like a terrifying demon king to ordinary people.
general existence.
But at this moment, they were quietly following Roy.
Just like his bodyguard.
"This is?" Hatton was already dumbfounded.
He looked blankly from left to right, then from right to left. A black shadow flashed around Roy, and the hidden demon leopard just appeared from the void, crawling lazily on the ground.
"Mr. Vindicator, there is no need to be alarmed. These are the pets of our Knights of the Southern Cross." Roy did not expect to cause such a big chaos and make people misunderstand that there was a beast tide. He glanced at the chaotic inner city and said
Hatton said, "You can talk to your soldiers."
"War...war pet..." Hatton was completely confused.
Next to them, the knights of the Southern Cross looked at each other in shock. Then, they found that each other's eyes gradually lit up.
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One night passed, and the chaos in Musha Town finally calmed down.
When the sun rose in the morning, people gathered on the city wall in twos and threes, looking at the army in the wilderness outside the city.
Today's Knights of the Southern Cross are completely different from the well-disciplined and neat team that entered Dusha Town yesterday. Looking from a distance, we can see dust flying, people shouting and horses neighing, and chaos.
The reason is that every knight has an extra magical beast beside him. The lowest level of these magical beasts is fifth level, and the highest level is eight levels.
Although the horses the knights sat on were well-trained, they still seemed a little panicked under the terrifying aura of these monsters, so that the knights had to constantly comfort them to force them to stay where they were.
On the other hand, those monsters are all honest and honest.
They followed the knights step by step, looking around, curious and obedient. Some magical beasts, such as bears, apes, and foxes, even stood upright, with their chests raised and their bellies raised, and they looked lively.
The knights were very excited.
While comforting their horses, they looked at the monsters around them. Occasionally they reached out to touch their fur and pat their heads.
After experiencing the initial shock, everyone already knew that these magical beasts were summoned by their own leader. They were another gift prepared by the leader for everyone in addition to the magical costumes.
These monsters will accompany you and fight alongside you in the future.
And this also means that the Knights of the Southern Cross are not only an order of the Celestial Transformation Knights, but also an order of Warcraft Knights.
Whenever I think about this, even if I am a member of the Knights, everyone is still shocked by the power that the Knights may have in the future.
No one knows what kind of terrifying monster Commander Leo wants to make this knight order into.
But what everyone knows is that he succeeded.
As soon as they think of wearing the Heavenly Transformation Demonic Costumes and forming a rolling iron stream with countless magical beasts in the future, everyone feels a current of electricity running from their backs to their heads, making their whole body numb with excitement.
No one can imagine such a scene. No one knows what kind of powerful existence can stop the devastating charge of this super knights.
Originally, this gift would be given out after the knights' training was completed.
However, because he heard that he would stay here for more than ten days for bandit suppression and training, the commander simply revealed the family fortune he had prepared.
Now, everyone will have two days to train and become familiar with their new companions.
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The carriage has been parked on the side of the road for a long time.
Scarlett sat in the carriage, holding her chin in one hand, looking out the window in a daze. Gradually, she became impatient and asked, "Is there no news yet?"
"Not yet, Princess." The coachman's voice came from outside,
Scarlett stamped her feet, simply got out of the car, climbed onto the armrest and sat on the driver's seat above the carriage.
Looking up, I saw that the road to the north had been blocked by countless congested carriages and horses. Caravans, travelers, mercenary guards... many people had unloaded their goods and drove the carriages to the plains by the roadside.
, formed a circle, lit a bonfire and set up tents.
This is the road leading to Musha Town.
However, twenty kilometers away from Musha Town, the road was cut off.
It is said that a beast tide broke out in Musha Town, and the Knights of the Southern Cross in Musha Town, together with the guards of Musha Town, issued a ban on movement.
After a while, Scarlett's eyes lit up.
She saw Ralph, the family's guardian knight, speeding from the front.
"How about it?"
Ralph stopped the horse beside the car, turned its head, and shook his head helplessly.
"Are we not even allowed to go there?" Scarlett asked.
"Miss, no." Ralph said, "No one of them is allowed to go over. I showed my coat of arms to them, but you know, these elves don't really recognize this..."
Scarlett looked ahead angrily.
In the distance, I saw seven or eight elf hunters standing side by side in the middle of the road, blocking the way.
On both sides of the road and in the fields and hills next to it, there were dozens of their companions scattered here and there. Everyone looked leisurely and lazy.
But everyone knows that once a battle breaks out, these natural archers can pour out the arrows on their backs like a rainstorm in less than a second.
At that time, the entire road will be blocked with criss-crossing arrows.
Those whistling sharp arrows will sink into people's throats, chests, and backs... turning this place into a bloody hell.
"What are these guys doing?" Scarlett was a little annoyed, and finally waved her hands in frustration, "Let people set up camp, we will stay here today."
Ralph nodded and rode off to set up the arrangements.
He was not surprised by Scarlett's decision.
If it were someone else who had blocked the road, my young lady would have given the order to rush over.
But this does not include the Knights of the Southern Cross.
As his body rose and fell with the horse, the image of the black-haired young man named Leo appeared in Ralph's mind, and the scene of Scarlett trapped in the devil's abyss emerged.
No one knew that Scarlett, the daughter of Prince Anthony of the Empire and the most beloved granddaughter of Caesar, the patriarch of the Golden Dragon family, would one day put aside her pride and willfulness and quietly follow a group of people heading north, and then
Behind them is a group of knights composed of rough mercenaries.
Ralph didn't know what was going on in Scarlett's little head.
He just had a vague feeling that this was dangerous.
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.I am in retreat in the Wuliang Mountains in Yunnan, writing about the laws of heaven and the judgment. It is very comfortable. I should speed up the update frequency of the judgment recently. About two chapters a week, give me a preview.