The clone took a dozen horses and carried the corpse and the captured Zhuode. Go to Green Fortress. Bob proposes to wipe the blood off his body in order to appear more polished. However, this suggestion was rejected by the clone without hesitation. This bloodstain is not only a symbol of merit, but also a treasure that can win sympathy! How can it be wiped off
Seeing the towering fortress and the endless camp in front of him, he deliberately took a beat slowly, and Bob, who fell behind him, glanced at the crossbow held by the horse. With more than 40 crossbows full of them, he couldn't help but say with emotion: "The kingdom of Malta is really rich. A scout team can equip each person with a crossbow. It's really rich." The clone slightly tilted his head and glanced at Bob. . This bold-faced, honest knight deliberately fell behind him, and he was naturally very clear about the intention. It seems that being a knight is not really a fool. Knowing current affairs, knowing who can bring whom glory, or status.
"Open the door! It's the Flamel knights back! They're not dead!" The gate of the camp banged open with this passionate cry. The clone recognizes this voice, the voice of his attendant Salander. He gave everyone behind him a wink, and immediately walked to the door with a solemn and tired look.
The wooden door opened, and Baron Hank rode out first with an excited look on his face, followed by Salander and the other knights. When Baron Hank saw the clone and Bob and the corpse behind him, his originally excited expression immediately became heavy. The Baron rode forward and looked up and down at the clone and Bob, and nodded in relief: "Okay, just come back alive. Come, let's go in!" At this moment, Baron Hank is not like a boss, but more like a child who is watching the return of the child the loving father. The clone nodded and waved to shut up the excited Salander. A group of people walked into the gate of the camp with the smell of blood on their nostrils.
Just like welcoming the triumphant army, the mercenaries and soldiers in the camp who were supposed to be doing their own things in a mess are now lined up on both sides, and an invisible solemn atmosphere spreads along with the tents on both sides. These soldiers glanced at them, and they were immediately attracted by the figures of Bob and the five servants in their blood-red avatars. In addition to the corpse supported by the horse behind, and Zhuode, who was still on the horse's back tied with hemp rope, he immediately became awestruck. "Although these knights are arrogant, they are really warriors when they fight!" The nearby soldiers who had this idea spread in an instant, and even expanded from the whispers at a very fast speed.
"Hahaha, our warriors have returned from defeating the enemy!" In front, the white orchid countess in chain armor and heraldic robe saw the clone and others, and immediately brought the nobles and knights behind them. Until this time, the clone had the opportunity to see the demeanor of this female commander. In a word, if she didn't speak, she would never think it was a woman. Her long hair was scattered behind her, but it didn't have the luster of an ordinary lady, but made it even more dry. That is the color of the march and the battle, eroded by the wind and frost.
Chinese character face, bronze skin. big mouth. Thick eyebrows. Very imposing eyes. If it weren't for the lack of a beard, then every shot and stomping would definitely look like an old general in the field. Seeing this, the avatar immediately understood why the 40-year-old countess has not been married yet, not only because she has not met a suitable spouse, but also because of this style, this honor, which really makes many people look at it. Aristocrats who are used to the beauty of ladies are intimidated.
This is a strong woman. Doppelganger defines itself. And Bob, attendants, and all the people with titles such as Baron Hank immediately turned over and dismounted, took off the helmet and put it on his chest, and knelt down on one knee: "Lord Earl, fortunately, we are back." Well, everyone has worked hard. Hurry up and find Lord Archbishop Lorne and let him arrange manpower to treat you. Then have a good rest tonight. "
The countess immediately bent down and returned the salute, and said so carelessly. Kneeling down on one knee, seeing the look of Baron Hank beside him hesitant to say anything, he simply stood up and said respectfully, "Lord Earl, don't you invite us to the tent for a sip of wine?" "Hahahaha , you are very interesting. What's your name?" "Alfred, Flamel. Your esteemed Count. Please forgive me for my presumptuousness, I've already run out of water in the fight." The clone said so boldly , only stunned the nobles such as Baron Hank and Bob next to him. But the count's reaction made them even more unpredictable.
"Okay, come for me, boys." The countess waved her hand graciously, and with her avatar nodding to comfort, Baron Hank, Bob and the other attendants followed in trepidation. Get into the tent. As soon as the crowd left, these mercenaries and soldiers immediately exploded their pots and talked in disbelief: "My Innos, shouldn't the Lord Knight Alfred take a fancy to this lioness!" "It's hard to say, do people have special tastes?" An old mercenary with some connotation immediately interjected, thinking that he was a high-level explanation: "I see, this knight is going to climb the ranks. Nobles, what dirty things can't be done? This Alfred looks white and tender, so maybe it suits the earl's taste. Hehe~" As soon as he said this, he was immediately applauded by a large crowd of people around him.
And just when the clone was about to enter the tent, Paladin, who was far away at the other end of the camp, hid in the tent and copied the Bible, suddenly put down the quill with one hand. Carefully changed the ink bottle, stood up and changed into a ceremonial robe, which was a scepter, and put on a hat. Facing Kaleich, who was struggling to learn to write and read, he smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go together. Go see another earl."
Kaleich just got out of the chaotic sea of words and looked at Paladin with a dumbfounded expression, but Paladin lifted it up by his arm, handed the sharp sword and light armor on the shelf to Kaleich and said: "Don't be stunned, remember the noble etiquette I taught you before. Just don't be stage fright. Remember that you are the lord of **, Sir **." Kaleich shook the beard under his chin and looked confused. Wearing chain armor, he inserted the scabbard on the table into his belt, and asked with a very puzzled look: "Paladin, what did you say? What count? What stage fright? You..."
But before he could finish speaking, Palatine suddenly turned his head, tapped his chest with the scepter in his hand, and said with a playful tone: "I'm here to help you, dear Kaleich. The war is coming, It's not today, it's tomorrow. You don't want the torch to die, you don't have anything. This is a way out for you." "Ehhh, I still don't understand. Paladin, explain it to me. "There is no time to explain, time never waits for others, because he is ruthless." The smile on Palatine's face became more and more strange. Seeing that Kaleich was dressed, he took his arm and walked out of the tent. In front of Kaleich, who was confused behind him, Paladin's face was filled with an even more mysterious smile. Impossible to guess.