The soldier suddenly patted the ground and whispered.
"Huh? He ran away. How is it possible? We have been watching here. There are hundreds of people, how can it be possible that he ran away?"
A soldier next to him waved his hand.
"But have you forgotten how Earl Hongfeng's castle collapsed?
Without making a sound, they dug a big hole underneath and collapsed the castle directly into it.
If they could collapse at that time, they can escape from underneath now."
"No way? It's so safe here and there's a shield. Who would run away?"
The man said dubiously, a little hesitant.
"They must have run away. If the projectors were all in that white tower, there's no way they wouldn't have come out once.
As soon as I get out, I can roughly see something moving.
But I kept staring and never noticed it once. This is impossible.
He must have run away, you stay here and I will inform the adults!"
............
"Screenshot.jpg!"
"Brothers, brothers, look, look who this is, Mo Lan's good days are over.
Rejoice, he is finally going to suffer a disaster!"
A post suddenly appeared on the Red Maple City regional forum. The most eye-catching post was the picture.
On the official road outside Red Maple City, a cavalry team of more than a hundred people quickly approached Hong Maple City. Basically every one of these more than a hundred knights was wearing heavy armor, which was thick and hard, and there were scales under the seat.
The horse carries the heavy knight and gallops at high speed. The sharp teeth occasionally exposed in the horse's mouth add a bit of ferocity to it.
"Have you seen this flag? There is a manor surrounded by a circle of thorns. This is the flag of the Marquis of Morse family, which means that this is the knighthood of their family.
One hundred, a team of ten knights killed so many guild leaders crying for their fathers and mothers. Who can stop these one hundred people?
Mo Lan killed Count Hongfeng before and pretended to be the boss. Is revenge coming now?
Hahaha, let's wait and watch the show. Is anyone going to reserve a seat next to Jinghu Lake?
I’ll broadcast live!”
"What? Mo Lan is going to be killed? Go to the theater, watch the theater, watch the theater."
"I said to those upstairs, you are just watching the excitement and don't think it's a big deal. You're so idle.
Coincidentally, I am too, so we form a team to watch together."
"Hey, hey, don't say it so quickly. When Mo Lan is killed, you will have to swallow your words again.
You know, Mo Lan is the man who created the mage profession. There is no second self-created profession in the game so far. Here you can see how awesome Mo Lan is.
No matter what he does now, I won’t be shocked.”
"What if he's upstairs in women's clothing?"
"Huh? What? Damn, women's clothing, I'm shocked! No, no, cough, cough, cough, I have a friend who wants to see it."
"Tsk, it's Mo Lanchui again. He must follow the basic laws even if he is bragging.
This is the elite of a marquis family. I admit that Mo Lan is very strong, but there is a limit to how strong he is.
I put my words here, if he can fight back, let alone fight back, as long as he wins.
I eat it live...”
"What to eat?"
“Eat snail noodles!”
"Cut~"
"I won't tell you anymore. I saw the Knights. Well, they are so strong. I will start a live broadcast for you.
——Yin Jiang’s live broadcast room.”
At the gate of the North City, Yin Jiang stood aside, opened the live broadcast room and looked towards the end of the road. He saw a dark, chilling cavalry team galloping over there, with overwhelming momentum, like a ferocious beast that chooses people to devour.
"Hello everyone, I am Yin Jiang. Welcome everyone to my live broadcast room. I am now at the gate of Beicheng. What currently appears on the screen is the Knights of the Marquis of Morse. I will continue to follow the live broadcast of Mo Lan's tragic death!
You see, the momentum of this knight group can break through the screen and come to you. I felt even more scary standing there and couldn't breathe.
Oh, these people are so domineering. I have more and more confidence in them. It seems that I won’t be able to eat my bowl of snail noodles.
hey-hey"
"Get out of the way!"
The knight in front of the knights shouted in a low voice, but the player on the roadside just turned around and felt a scratch on his side before he could dodge. He rolled out instantly and fell into confusion. After waiting, he pointed at the knights.
Cursing.
His scolding voice made the last knight look back. Seeing this, the man paused and looked up at the sky.
"Oh, the sun is so bright today."
Ta! Ta! Ta!
"As you can see, there are many nobles coming to greet us at the city gate. It seems that there is a big shot among this group of people.
It should be the one in red at the head."
Holt rode a tall horse to several nobles and glanced down.
"Your Highness Holt, I am Larson Lorre, Viscount of Redwater Town. I once met him at a banquet in the royal capital..."
When Viscount Lassen saw that Holt had no intention of dismounting, he took the initiative to step forward and said flatteringly. However, before he could finish speaking, Holt interrupted coldly.
"Where is the projectionist who controls the mage's job transfer? Take me there."
Viscount Lassen's tone was slightly stagnant, but he still maintained a flattering expression.
"Report to Your Highness, the projector Mo Lan was originally on the island in the middle of the lake in the mountains.
We have been sending people to monitor, and they were discovered under our close surveillance.
Mo Lan learned that His Highness was coming three days ago and had quietly left, trying to hide, but we found him again after our exhaustive search."
Seeing that Holt was a little impatient again, Viscount Lassen quickly sped up his speech slightly.
"He is now in a steep valley in the north, and the mage profession can release a large number of spells, and he likes to attack the enemy with dozens of meters of soil.
Count Hongfeng's castle was destroyed by him using this trick.
This valley is long and narrow, with only one way in, and steep peaks on both sides. It is most likely a trap he set for His Highness.
The plan was to trigger a landslide and attack His Highness as soon as he entered with the knights.
Therefore, Your Highness must not go in..."
"Hmph, it's just a little trick, what a fuss, I need you to teach me how to do things?
Take me there!"
"yes."
Holt's interruption again caused a flash of anger in Viscount Lassen's eyes, but he did not show it at all. He still had a flattering smile on his face and got on his horse.
"Please come with me, Your Highness Huote."
Yin Jiang was broadcasting live from a distance and couldn't hear what they were saying, but he could see Viscount Lassen's expression, which made him curl his lips.
"This group of shameless nobles is just a group of two hundred and fifty, with their nostrils pointing upwards. They act according to the wind, and when they see the high-ranking nobles, they look like dogs.
Forget it, keep up, we're going to Jinghu Lake, let's go see a show.
I heard that Mo Lan had destroyed the road to the island a long time ago, so I don’t know how they will get there, so please stay tuned.”
However, what surprised Yin Jiang was that the road went further and further away, until he saw a message that relieved his doubts.
"Well, the latest news is that Mo Lan has left Mirror Lake with the entire Mage Association, and there is a high probability that he has set a trap waiting for the knights to pass.
Hey, here we are!”
Yin Jiang looked at the steep valley in front of him.
