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Volume 2 The Dusty Kingdom Scene 469 Leap III

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    "Dad, look, those are the White Lion Guards!" The young man was trembling with excitement: "I heard they are the personal knights of Count Tonigel!"

    The middle-aged hunter had a strange expression on his face and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he failed to speak.  He could only watch blankly as the heavy infantry of the White Lion Guard walked in neat steps, row after row, down the huge vines that extended to the ground. During the whole process, except for the dull and uniform trampling sound of the metal foot guards, there was no sound.  Any extraneous sounds.

    No one was whispering to each other, and there was no casual laughter, yelling, whistling or even roaring laughter like the noble private soldiers or even knights they had seen elsewhere. Almost everyone walked past them without looking away, obviously.  There was no extra eye contact, but the middle-aged hunter felt a chill from head to toe.

    He had seen Braggs¡¯ Southern Legion in Manowell. Those knights were also considered capable. It was said that during the first Black Rose War, they had fought against Madara¡¯s skeleton more than once.  Compared with the private soldiers of local nobles who were on the verge of defeating the undead, they were considered elite after all.

    It is said that this southern army also stood on the opposite side of Count Tonigel in the war led by Archduke Golan-Elsen.  Originally, he was not very optimistic about the future of this Earl. No matter how powerful he was, how many noble private soldiers and knights could he have?

    But at the moment, none of these thoughts came to his mind. He only felt a cold feeling at the back of his head, as if he was breaking out in a cold sweat.

    When Uriel rode past the hunter father and son, he never thought that the other man would have such complicated thoughts in his mind at this moment. He didn't even take a second look at the two men. There were too many such hunters in the Mintai Forest.  , but he was a little surprised that these two people were still stranded here at this time. In the past two weeks, most of the residents in this direction had been evacuated by Yuta to the north and west of the Fir Territory.

    But that was all he thought. Facing the biting north wind, he pulled off the metal mask, leaving only a pair of shining eyes outside.  Uriel let out a sigh of relief.  The hot breath immediately turned into mist when it was cold and spread out of the mask, forming a thin white mist. He watched the snowflakes fall on his metal armor, and then disappeared transparently. He knew in his heart that this was another attack by the White Lion Guard.  Set out for a battle, but this battle may contain unusual meanings for both himself and the kingdom.

    This backbone knight of the White Lion Guard had a vague premonition in his heart.  Perhaps from now on, the future of this kingdom will take a path that no one has ever imagined.

    Countless people have been moving towards this path.  But they all lost their way, but at this moment, the fog dissipated, and they finally took their decisive step.  And in a slight sense of unreality, Uriel seemed to see another future. In that future, the kingdom was struggling and burning in the fire, and countless creatures were howling and shouting, which made him shudder.  .

    At the same time, we returned to reality.

    Uriel looked back at his subordinates.  Most of these White Lion Guard soldiers are actually the same age as him, and many of them are even from this land.  And he was just one step ahead of these people.

    ? ? Participating in the Battle of Ampelsel may be his greatest pride in his life, but this pride will continue today.

    The knight drew his sword.  Pointing forward, he roared deep in his throat:

    "White Lion Guards, move forward!"

    It took almost a while for the hunter and his son to come back to their senses. The White Lion Guards had already disappeared into the forest, but the young man was still ready to move, looking like he was still unfinished.  But his father already sensed the crisis.  How can such military mobilization be a trivial matter, and they actually witnessed this scene and this strange fortress with their own eyes. The middle-aged hunter even trembled a little. He held his son's shoulders in fear, fearing that he would be betrayed immediately.  Silence.

    The dwarf has already run down from the vines.  Odum once vowed to build a fortress that could not be captured. The minimum requirement for such a fortress was that it had no city gates, although this design was criticized by Antitina.  Fortunately, Valhalla's unique power made this ridiculous design come true. Its city gates are now replaced by the elongating roots and vines of the World Tree, which has achieved unexpected results in defense.

    Of course, the old dwarf took the credit for this half-assed achievement as a matter of course.

    The hunter was frightened half to death by the dwarf who rushed in front of him with a battle ax and full armor, and almost collapsed to the ground.  He quickly pulled his son and knelt on the ground with a bang, begging: "No, sir, please don't kill us! We didn't see anything,"I promise not to say a word, or at least, please let my child go, he is still young and doesn't understand anything.  "

    His actions startled Odum, and the dwarf replied with a puff of beard and eyes: "Martha, what nonsense are you talking about? Who wants to kill you? Valhalla will start teleporting soon. You guys wait."  You can't do it here, but by chance, an adult wants to see you, so count your luck and follow me to the city."

    "What?"

    "Can we enter Valhalla Fortress?" The young man was also worried at first, but he was a young man after all. After hearing these words, he couldn't help but stood up with excitement: "Are you serious, Mr. Oldham?  ?¡±

    "Of course."

    The old dwarf thought for a while and added: "I have the final say here."

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    Brando soon saw the town of Horta in the forest from the sky.  This small town adjacent to Mintai Fort is only a few miles south of Mintai Fort. If the rebels have launched an attack on Mintai, they will definitely not let it go.  Sure enough, a small-scale battle was taking place in the town below. The two warring parties were fighting around the center of the town. The rebels had obviously invaded the town.

    Brando saw clearly the two sides fighting. The one responsible for defending here was a group of knights from the White Lion Guard. The attackers wore various uniforms, but they also wore the banner of Golan Elson. It seemed that they were from the southern border.  The army of the nobles.  The number of attackers was several times that of defenders, but the White Lion Knights refused to retreat, repelling the waves of attacks from their opponents several times.

    But soon, a wizard appeared in front of the rebel formation. The man was wearing a blue robe and was the illusionist of the Sasardians.  Brando understood that the young men of the White Lion Guard were more than enough to deal with the noble knights, but before these craftsman wizards had no room to fight back, they fell from the air.

    The Tower Illusionist is a seventh-level soldier in the game, which is much stronger than the White Lion Guard he trained.

    As soon as he landed, he attracted the attention of the rebels. The Buga wizards had their own way of communicating, so they were naturally particularly wary of this strange intruder.  Under their instructions, a dozen rebel knights immediately surrounded them, followed by a large group of private soldiers.

    But Brando didn¡¯t even look at these people, and walked forward through the central square of the town of Horta.  His arrogance obviously angered these red-eyed noble knights. They roared and rushed towards this side on horseback. They waved their swords in their hands, trying to give this unscrupulous guy a good look.

    But Brando just pulled out the Holy Sword Odysseus lightly. When the first knight and the seated horse rushed to his side, he raised his sword to block it, and the man's arm holding the sword flew out.  Then both the man and the horse fell to their knees on the ground. The knight on the saddle was restrained by the stirrups, but he still flew off the horse's back and hit the ground heavily. The armor weighing hundreds of kilograms directly crushed his spine.

    Brando continued to move forward, and the knights who rushed towards him were torn apart like damaged puppets. They either lost their heads and still rushed forward crookedly with the horses, or they were split in half with both men and horses.  , as if in just the blink of an eye, more than a dozen noble knights died cleanly.

    For Brando, a battle of this level is no longer worth mentioning. At this moment, even if he returns to Rushta to face the extreme forces of the Cruz people, he can still win easily.  After returning to the present world from the realm of stagnation, the biggest gain he gained was a new understanding of the laws of this world.

    When he realized that all of this was a legacy from the previous era, the potential power in his bloodline seemed to revive. The power of the law was no longer hazy to him like a mist, but  real truth.

    That kind of power is so powerful that sometimes it even gives him the illusion of being outside this world.  He felt as if he was a god. Although he was clearly in the present world, he was overlooking everything from the clouds, creating a sense of distance from the Warnd continent itself.

    And the people around him felt it even more clearly, especially the people in the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group. In addition to the previous gratitude and admiration for this Lord, they also had a deep sense of awe.

    ?According to Hainf's words, walking beside the Earl is like being accompanied by a giant dragon, and every breath it takes is frightening.

    Brando himself also feels this way. He can feel the world's assimilation to himself. This is the instinctive closeness of the IAA law to the power of existence. He experienced this feeling in "The Amber Sword", but there  At that time, this feeling was far less clear than it is now.

    The battles with the noble knights were not even as good as the killing of low-level monsters in the novice area in the past.??The continuous short-distance jumps consumed a lot of his power of order, but it was still too easy to deal with these people.

    ¡­(To be continued.) Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotia.net
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