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Then, it couldn't be moved anymore.
The duke's daughter was walking closer with a smile. Her exquisite face, blue eyes were shining, her skin was as white as milk, and her long bright golden hair fell naturally from her shoulders.
Hang down and tie up with ribbons of several colors.
The white dress is exquisite and elegant, with a bright gold and white base material decorated with sea blue and lavender stripes. Rings and necklaces of pearls, emeralds, amber, diamonds, and agate are hung on the hands and body of the owner, under the sunshine.
The reflection made her shine like a star.
A brilliant sapphire pendant was hung on the chest of the female knight. Ryan could feel the tightness of the needlework and fabric on the chest part of the dress. It can only be said that the skills of the Wenford palace tailors are superb and the dresses they make are of very good quality. Otherwise,
There is definitely a risk of tears in clothes.
"Sulia!" Francois, Duke of Winford, called out his daughter's name helplessly, and you could feel the love in his voice.
"Father! Good afternoon, Mr. Lane." The dressed-up female knight came to the pavilion with her long skirt in hand.
"Sir Ryan, the dwarf miners you mentioned are really weird." The Duke's daughter covered her mouth and snickered: "That is obviously the smell of iron ore."
"What's the difference? Aren't they all citizens of the mountains." Ryan shrugged, and his humorous behavior made the Duke and his daughter laugh again and again.
"By the way, why didn't I see Yuri?" Thinking that his father was here, Ryan quickly looked away and changed the topic.
"That boy was stimulated by you. You completed the Holy Grail Trial at the age of 4, and he has not even embarked on the path to the Holy Grail." The Duke smiled: "This makes Yuri, who has always regarded you as a strong enemy, feel less
It was wonderful, so he went out to practice alone a few days after he came back."
"Where to go? There is no war in the kingdom now." Ryan was a little surprised.
"It's almost here. In the Arden Forest in the north, beastmen have begun to appear frequently at the edge of the forest. Many knights-errants and kingdom knights have gone to the edge of the forest to station themselves, preparing to eliminate some scattered beastmen first and reduce the number of summer beasts.
The pressure brought by the tide." The Grand Duke looked at his daughter sitting aside, and then continued: "This year's scouts reported very frequent signs of beastmen's activities. By the summer, the scale of the beast tide may be very large. What do you plan to do?
Are you going to participate in the summer chivalry war?"
"It depends on the situation, but my plan is to participate. I just got here, so I should show some performance." Ryan said after considering it.
"Then if you want to go, then go with Connery. Connery is not a guy who is good at military affairs. I can feel more at ease with you here." Grand Duke Winford arranged this matter out of habit:
"Let's just say this for now. We will discuss this matter in detail later when the king's recruitment order is issued."
"Okay." Ryan also knew that this was just a verbal agreement, and the specific matters would definitely have to be discussed later. The Duke also had to give himself a certificate, otherwise he would not be able to order a Marquis.
The pleasant discussion lasted for a while, and Ryan took the initiative to bring up the matter of eradicating the banditry: "As for the matter of eradicating the banditry, it should be sooner rather than later. Let us start taking action as soon as possible."
"Well, please help me. In this way, if there is loot in the bandit fortress, you can distribute it freely, and we will give you an extra reward here. Do you need any help?" The Duke himself also has a headache for those bandits. There are many things he can't do.
Go out in person.
"I don't need too many people, my Duke. I just need some young knights who are willing to dismount and fight on foot to follow me and prevent the enemy from escaping." Ryan seemed very confident, and he was particularly confident for no reason: "In addition...
…I don’t want any money as a reward. My Duke, I heard that you have some pure-blooded elf war horses in your stable, can you sell one to me?”
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So one day later, Ryan wore his brand new psionic skill armor, rode on a pure-blooded elf war horse, and led more than fifty knights on the rugged mountain roads of the Oracle Mountains.
Unexpectedly, the female knight also went out with her in full armor, so many knights errant came, especially young and unmarried knights errant. After all, there were not many opportunities to have such close contact with the daughter of a duke.
Who doesn’t want to have the opportunity to have more contact with Marquise Sulia? If he could win the heart of a beauty, wouldn’t it save him decades of hard work?
Bull Knight Baptiste and Buck Knight Gaston also followed. Baptiste took out a map: "Sir Ryan, we have been marching for more than ten hours. The Bandit Fortress is just after passing the mountain in front.
on the cliff.”
"Well, I understand." Ryan stroked the strong body and strong neck of the pure-blood elf war horse. He named his new mount Grape.
After putting on this shining silver power armor, Pinecone could no longer bear his weight, so he needed to change his mount. Britannia's high-quality pure-blood war horse could just meet his needs. This kind of pure-blood elf
War horses not only have excellent performance in endurance, explosive power and load-bearing capacity, but also possess powerful strength and calm will.
Its problem is that this kind of war horse has very high requirements for housing. It requires free range and good feed, a large and comfortable stable and a large green grassland where it can walk on its own.
If Ryan had never had his own territory and was traveling around, he would never have dared to buy such a horse. This horse cost him a thousand gold crowns, and this was due to the friendship of the Grand Duke of Winford.
price.
"Sir Ryan? Do you have any plans?" A young knight errant wore a full-body plate armor and a kite helmet. The three-color feathers on the kite helmet were swaying in the morning wind. He both admired and admired Ryan.
I was a little jealous, so I kept asking questions.
Ryan remembered that his name was Claude, and he was a descendant of an earl. He was less than twenty years old. As soon as he saw him, he asked for a knight's duel with him, which annoyed him very much.
Ever since he arrived in Britannia, he has been pestered by these knights-errant, a group of people who want to gain his reputation, especially since he is the chosen champion of the Lady of the Lake.
"I don't have any plans to exterminate these bandits because I don't need it." Ryan thought for a while before explaining.
"Sir Ryan, I'm not targeting you, but I have something I want to explain to you clearly. Come on, take a look." Claude seemed to be waiting for this sentence, and he quickly took it from the hands of the bull knight Baptiste.
He picked up the map and pointed to the red dot on the map: "Sir, look, this bandit fortress faces mountains or cliffs on three sides. There is only one road to reach the bottom of the fortress, but this road is a hillside and covered with all kinds of debris.
Shi, I participated in the siege of this fortress, and we suffered heavy casualties on this uphill slope."
After saying this, the knight errant was a little proud. He thought for a long time before summarizing this paragraph. He felt that this would definitely make Ryan and Sulia look at him in a new light.
Surprisingly, Ryan seemed very calm.
He knew that Claude was right, but hadn't Ryan done any investigation himself?
This is the reason why this bandit fortress is easy to defend but difficult to attack. The 0-degree slope to reach the fortress gate made the knights pay a heavy price and still failed to conquer it.
"Ha~ Mr. Claude, and everyone, I just want to say one thing about this." Ryan suddenly laughed.
"Don't underestimate the ladies' champion."
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The bandits on the mountain soon received the signal of the knight's appearance.
The bandit leader was a burly man in his forties, who lost an eye in the war against the knight master. Over the years, he led the serfs who could not survive, robbed homes, attacked caravans and succeeded repeatedly.
Every time, he could lead his men to retreat deep into the mountains before the knights were assembled. Winford's knights failed to attack several times.
His success is actually no accident, because he has the support of vampire forces behind him.
More than ten years ago, Duke Francois led an army of knights to repel the undead army of the great wizard Heinrich Kemmler, and successfully prevented them from joining the Red Duke in Connaught. Naturally, the vampires were unwilling to do so.
Failure, many of them have secretly lurked in Winford. Some of them are really tired of the war and want to settle in this paradise, but some have never given up their ambition to destroy this principality.
The bandit leader is one of them. It is because of the support of the vampire nobles that he is active to this day, so he also obeys the vampires.
Being able to be the dog of a blood noble! It is the greatest honor!
"Boss, an enemy is coming! The knights are coming again!" Immediately a robber reported: "The brothers at the sentry on the top of the mountain found that the knights were coming again with people."
"Then why are you still standing there?! Go and prepare for a fight! Arrows! Rolling stones! Wood!" The bandit leader kicked the person in the butt: "Go quickly!"
"Yes!" The robbers immediately began to take action. They had many weapons in their hands. Some robbers even started to light a fire. They poured baskets of feces into the cauldron and burned it scalding hot, preparing to wait for the knights to attack the castle.
When he did, he fell down directly.
This fortress is about six or seven meters high and is made of thick stone and wooden structures. It is the hometown of this group of bandits. There are nearly fifty bandits gathered here. With the secret support of vampires, they have a good reputation.
Equipment, even a few hard bows and hand crossbows.
The heavy fortress gate was closed hard by the bandits. The gate was thick and reinforced in many places. Many knights had successfully attacked this gate, but they were helpless against it.
Bows, arrows, and crossbows were carried up to the tower in bundles.
By the time Ryan and his party arrived at the bottom of the fort, the bandits were fully prepared.
"Boss, it's the Knight of the Holy Grail!" Some robbers saw the leader's costume, and their legs became weak with fear, and they quickly said.
"What are you afraid of! You losers!" the bandit leader shouted angrily: "The Knights of the Holy Grail are human beings too, hit me hard! Shoot with bows and arrows!"
The boss's roar suppressed the fear of the bandits to a great extent, but they didn't know that this was also the first time the boss met the Holy Grail Knight.
I saw the Holy Grail Knight walking alone to the entrance of the ramp in front of the fortress. He stood two hundred steps away from the fortress gate, which was just outside the range of the crossbows. More than fifty knights followed him.
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He wears a very gorgeous full-body armor, which is entirely silver-gray. The family crest belonging to the Holy Grail Knight is engraved on the top of the armor. In addition, there are some unclear scriptures engraved on many places on the surface of the armor.
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The Holy Grail Knight did not wear a helmet, revealing his sharp and handsome appearance, blue eyes, and black hair parted in the middle. He raised his war hammer, propped it on the ground, and issued a final warning to the bandits.
"The lady's champion, Baron Jean, Holy Grail Knight Ryan Malcador is here to warn everyone in the fortress that I will give you one minute to open the city gate and surrender immediately." The Holy Grail Knight said righteously.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!" The robbers on the fortress let out a burst of laughter. Many of them laughed until tears came out. The robbers did not give any answer to the knights. On the contrary, they used simple slingshots to jump from the fortress.
A lot of things were thrown out.
There were feces, various debris, and the heads of some soldiers who died in battle.
The young knights errant even saw the heads of several knights, and their faces even showed the fear of death. Many knights errant had blushed, but Ryan stretched out his hand to stop them: "You guys just wait here.
Stay!"
"Sir Ryan? Do you want to negotiate with them alone? They are not worthy of trust! The only fate of these despicable and shameless people is to let our swords drink their blood!" Some knights errant shouted loudly.
Ryan's reaction was still very dull: "Who said I want to negotiate with them? If they really said they wanted to negotiate with us, I would have a headache."
"What I mean is, prepare yourself for battle and wait here."
"When the fortress gate is broken, you know what to do."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ryan was alone, holding up his war hammer, walking along the hillside towards the fortress.
In the next three minutes, all the Brittanian knights witnessed a performance that stunned them.
On the fortress, the bandits fired arrows wildly, and thirty or forty bandits used javelins to continuously pour firepower at the newly promoted Holy Grail Knight. The dense javelins were always a powerful weapon against the charges of these knights.
The remaining bandits used several hard bows to attack Ryan, and sharp arrows flew straight towards Baron Jean.
There were also falling rocks and rolling logs. The bandits kept throwing these defense materials from the fortress, trying to make Ryan retreat.
But it's no use.
Any attack is ineffective.
The flying javelins were blocked by Ryan's psychic shield and fell to the ground one after another.
Falling rocks and rolling logs were smashed directly by Ryan with his hammer, without causing any harm to him.
The arrows fired from the hard bow were unable to stop Ryan at all, and these ridiculous attacks could not even touch his armor.
All that was left was the sound of his heavy steps.
Step by step, the Holy Grail Knight walked up the ramp. His steps were like a tight noose on the execution ground, making the robbers unable to breathe.
He gradually approached the door.
The desperate robbers poured boiling dung juice from the gatehouse. The stench overwhelmed their sense of smell. This was a stunt that the robbers used to suppress the bottom of the box. The knights were extremely afraid of this disgusting thing. Once the wound was infected, it would be easy to die.
, they are also extremely unwilling to let their family crests and armor be covered with dirty things.
It was still useless. The Holy Grail Knight moved his hands, and the light blue energy burned in his hands. The hot fecal juice was blocked or even evaporated even when it was still far away from him.
The bandit leader shouted: "Go to the door, go to the door, hold on! Hold on!"
"Ahhhhh!" Many robbers held wooden boards, tables, chairs and other objects, all of which were pushed behind the heavy wooden door.
"Bang!" The heavy wooden door made a loud noise, and all the robbers behind the wooden door flew out and fell to the ground.
The fortress was shaking, the hillsides were trembling, and echoes echoed in the mountains, ringing the death knell of the bandits.
"Hold it!!!" The robber leader rushed towards the door and held the door with his own body. Seeing this, the robbers collectively used their bodies to hold the door against the door again.
"Bang!!" With the second loud noise, the two dozen robbers blocking the gate flew out again and fell to the ground, in pieces. The robber leader swallowed a mouthful of saliva and endured the pain on his body.
I was sore and could barely lift my head.
The log that tied the gate was severely deformed.
Ryan, who was outside the door, raised his war hammer again with an expressionless expression.
"Boom!!!" The gate of the fortress exploded and collapsed, and a silver-gray figure appeared in front of all the robbers. He carried the afternoon sun on his back, like an ancient man and god descending to the mortal world again: "Good afternoon,
Mr. Robbers?"
"Surrender! We surrender!!!"
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The main material universe, the world of Armageddon.
A fierce battle is being fought on the surface of this planet. The demons from the subspace roar and hiss, rushing towards the human position like a red blood tide.
Half of the planet fell into a sea of blood and was completely turned into a demon world. On top of the demon world, the demon army of Khorne and the demon army of Tzeentch were constantly fighting, and at the same time, they launched a crazy attack on the human position.
In the endless future, there is only war.
In a valley, the fire emitted by explosions and psychic energy illuminated the sky of Armageddon. The Dark Angels Chapter belonging to the Human Empire was fighting a bloody battle with the fallen Chaos Star Chapter World Eaters. The Dark Angels
Grand Master Azrael kept firing with his bolter, and the Dark Angels had never been as relieved and enthusiastic as they were today in 10,000 years.
Their Primarch is back! Their Majesty is back!
And just like ten thousand years ago, the great Emperor once again generously forgave the Dark Angels for their mistakes, which allowed the Unforgivable Legion to finally put aside the heavy burden it had carried for thousands of years and go into battle lightly to fight against powerful enemies.
Of course, forgiveness from the Emperor does not mean that they will give up the pursuit of the Fallen Angels. Azrael swore in the name of the Primarch that all Fallen Angels will pay the price for their sins!
The fallen Space Marine Legion World Eaters are facing great pressure. Their opponents are not only the Dark Angels Chapter, but also the Imperial Guards of the Emperor of Mankind and the Imperial Fists Chapter who came after hearing the news. The Chaos Interstellar is being attacked from three sides.
It was only a matter of time before the warriors were defeated.
On the main battlefield, atop the piles of corpses of countless Imperial Fist warriors, a battle was coming to an end.
The Lord of Humanity's long black hair was flying, he was holding a giant sword burning with flames, and his eyes were cold. The Emperor was not injured, but the golden armor on his body was sparking in many places, and Leon-El, the original body of the Dark Angel, was not injured.
-Zhuang Sen also had several wounds on his body and suffered some minor injuries.
Opposite the Emperor and Jonson was a fallen Primarch covered in blood.