Demon Lord

This kind of thing falls into the hands of politicians, and it is a question that needs to be measured and discussed before making a decision, but in the village where the sword confronts, it has become an urgent choice!

If the temple guards at this time choose to give up and turn away, they will no longer need the support of any believer in this area-even their own people can't be protected. What kind of faith are they talking about?

However, at the moment when the eyes of the two sides were wide-eyed, the guard captain Wright waved his sword and shouted, "Kill the bandits!"

The temple guards who were angry because of the **** scene in front of them suddenly rushed forward. The oncoming "Holy Army" was in the process of looting. The personnel were scattered around, and were suddenly rushed by the cavalry in full armor. The deadly wounded ran away, "Wow," for birds and animals scattered.

A similar scenario occurs in different villages-there is always an "impulsive soldier" who takes the lead in the confrontation between the two sides, and finally leads to a full-scale large-scale rally ...

Although the temple guards have never been on the battlefield, the advantage of superior equipment and local numbers is enough to crush them. Even if they only drive the tired warriors to rush through, they can still carry the attack of the opponent and hack those who are lightly loaded into battle. Crusader "knights.

And the "Holy Religion" knights who were chopped fart and spit out their urine were naturally unconvinced, but there were only more than 300 knights out of "levy". There are more knights in the real base camp-where are they more afraid than the number?

So when Roddy just finished the three "custom skills", he saw a team of horses running away in the distance ...

He sneered, tightening the gray robe over his body, reaching for his bag carrying two bows, and putting more than forty energy arrows just made into the quiver, and covering himself with a rag-so As a result, he was no different from an epic outfit.

He stretched out his hands and rubbed his hair to make a embarrassing and messy look, and then asked Zak and others with a look of ignorance when they rushed into the camp: "Zac Knight, what happened?"

"Damn! Something's wrong! Get up and call people! Pack up and get revenge with Lao Tzu!"

"The temple dregs raised by these bitches, I must hack them!"

There were scolding noises all around, and Roddy noticed that two of the knights who had gone out did not return. Obviously, this group of people suffered a lot in the hands of the guards of the temple. As more and more knights returned, the originally peaceful camp was boiling like a cold water pan, and there were horses hissing and running around-not long after, a team of people turned out to be real Rushed out without seeing any signs of blocking ...

"You idiot! What are you waiting for !?"

As Roddy looked around, Zac roared as he mounted his horse. Turning his head around, Roddy realized that he was talking about himself, and shrugged a little. "Do I need to do anything? Zach Cavaliers?"

"I already said it! Take your weapon and follow me!"

Because of his desperate anger, Zack did not even notice Roddy's gray robe supported by the dragon scale armor. He now wanted to quickly take people back to find a place, not only scolding Roddy, but there were still a few slow movements in the camp. The guys were all squirted.

"Master Zach, don't we need to wait for orders?"

When Roddy's voice rang again, the blue veins on Zack's head were about to explode— "Your boy, **** crap, believe it or not, I am cutting you now?"

"Ah, I go, I go."

Roddy raised his hand to indicate that he really needed to go to the temple, so he still played his role at this time, but when he stepped on the thin warhorse, he looked up at the sky—above the sky, with a needle-tailed sand cone Stretch your wings and circle smoothly.

"Come with me!"

Zac didn't bother to care about Roddy. With a long sword, he took all the knights in the camp and went away. In the billowing smoke, the teams of "Holy Army" knights got out of control and devoted themselves to a peace They go in wars unrelated to ...

"Who tells me what's going on here ?! Why don't a group of people obey orders to act privately?"

Count Milno's angry roar could be heard outside the tent, but the fear revealed in his voice was unprecedented. Although the kingdom's politicians are not good at fighting, they know the end of the war between the army and the Rose Cross.

If frictions arise only because of some problems, the contradiction between the small and the small is a self-confidence that Milnor believes that he can be suppressed with the current power. But if it became a "war," it would definitely be more than just shooting yourself in the foot ... this is just catching your head on the gallows!

So when he heard the deputy's report that the "Ecclesiastical Army" privately asked for food and triggered a large-scale rally, he was suddenly panicked.

"Sir Earl, those of the Crusaders couldn't stop it ... they said that we have no right to stop them, he said it was their personal action ..."

"Personally make a fart! This kind of **** can also speak out !?"

Milno snarled with a sore throat. He pointed out of the camp: "Take the Guard immediately to stop them! At any cost! How much can you stop ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Go!"

The deputy turned around and left, but as soon as he reached the door of the camp, he saw that the curtain of the tent had been actively opened.

The black robe that struck the eye made the lieutenant tight--he knew that the terrible thin man in front of him was the high-weight cardinal of the Viper's cross. Strange, as if standing in front of him will feel a cold atmosphere.

"Ah, Count Milnor, forgive me for asking."

Cardinal Dean's face relaxed, and he stepped into the tent and greeted him like a friend. However, the deputy who was about to leave the tent was stopped by him.

"I think you should tell me why! I'm going to attack Everta, not the temple! Are you planning to disobey His Majesty's orders?"

Milnor's words sounded powerful at this time, but in Dean's eyes, he was a strong outsider. If he holds heavy soldiers and his power is not dispersed, as a military leader, where would he discuss this with others? It had been pressed long before the incident. But Milnor did not have enough military power, and he had no personal strength to convince the public. At present, he can only move out of Charles II's name to bluff people.

Unfortunately, Dean wouldn't be fooled by this trick at all. He looked at Mirno calmly, but sat naturally on a simple chair with his eyes raised slightly and asked, " Earl Milnor wants to know why? I can naturally talk to you carefully. "

The lieutenant who wanted to execute the order just now felt that it was not appropriate for him to stay in the house, and he wanted to leave, but he just opened the curtain of the camp account and saw a white light on his face--

"puff!"

The sword passed through the body, and the blood was sprayed directly into the tent, before the eyes of Count Mirno.