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Bea's heartbreaking cries could only be heard on the street. In the midst of his unpleasant wails, the aristocratic children cursed like ruffians and charged towards Wood and others while waving their weapons.
They are nobles, they are nobles, they are nobles!
They are pampered, their blood is noble, and they enjoy glory and wealth as soon as they are born. They are young, they are unrestrained, they are enthusiastic, and the Hundred Years of Mainland-Island War more than 40 years ago has nothing to do with them. They only need to sit back and enjoy the merits of their ancestors in the war, and enjoy the high status and honor they obtained out of thin air.
Therefore, Wood actually dared to kill Bea's mount and disobeyed Bea's order. This is an unforgivable sin.
A civilian, a newcomer who has just joined the Dragoon Legion, a lucky man who suddenly transformed from an ordinary citizen to a Dragoon Colonel like a nouveau riche, what qualifications and confidence does he have to do this? So, hack him to death, just like hacking to death a wild dog. Seize the assassin from his hand, and then teach the guy named Ente Marte a lesson.
They saw Wood raise his hand, but they didn't take it seriously at all. How dare this guy offend so many nobles at the same time
But Wood's subordinates really activated the crossbow arrows, and hundreds of powerful crossbow arrows roared in. Each of the thirty or so noble officers who rushed forward received an average of three to five arrows. They were so close to each other, and the distance between them was only about twenty meters, so it was impossible for any arrows to miss.
The powerful arrows pierced deeply into their bodies. Fortunately, these noble officers had extremely sophisticated armor. They wore half-body armor, and they were generally medium-grade or higher-quality magic armor. Ordinary arrows could not penetrate their armor at all, but some arrows shot into their thighs and penetrated their calf bones. A series of dazzling bloody arrows were brought out from their bodies.
All the noble officers fell to the ground howling miserably at the same time. The luckiest one was only hit by an arrow in the thigh. The worst luck was that his left and right knees, left and right calf bones, and right ankle were hit by arrows at the same time. The arrow shot through.
These aristocratic officers, who had never been knifed since they were born, and who usually just relied on their status and strength far beyond the civilians to run rampant in Bureilly, let out miserable screams. They covered their wounds and fell to the ground, wailing hysterically. 'Help'. They rolled on the ground. Struggling and twitching on the ground. He kept begging the dragoon soldiers behind him for help.
There were even two young men who were so pale and handsome that they rolled their eyes and fainted after seeing their own blood.
Wood laughed loudly: "You are such a coward, can you be considered a dragoon?"
Bea was so angry that she was shaking all over. He gritted his teeth and turned his head to look over, yelling at the top of his lungs: "What are you still looking at? Attack, attack with all your strength. Get that guy off my hands, and kill all these guys for treason! They are Latus They are rebels who are trying to usurp the throne! What are you still hesitating about?"
The dragoons brought by Bea took a few steps forward hesitantly. They looked at the noble officers rolling on the ground, hesitating and refusing to step forward one by one. It must be certain that under the control of Bea in the past few years, the combat effectiveness of the Borelli Dragoons has plummeted. Originally, the Borelli Dragoons were considered an extremely capable and quick-response light cavalry elite, but today's Dragon Cavalry Cavalry? It's completely fake.
Moreover, Bea's curse just now also hurt the dignity of these dragoon warriors. They hesitated and were not willing to take action against Wood and others.
Beya's face became extremely gloomy, and he said coldly: "Oh? Have you all been bribed by the rebels? Then I can tell you that when the regular troops of the Imperial Guard Corps arrived, you were the ones who were regarded as When Latus’ gangsters are imprisoned, your family, your relatives and friends will all be investigated by the National Security Agency because of your relationship.”
Thousands of dragoons brought here by Bea grasped their weapons at the same time. They let out a shout and formed an arrow-shaped charge formation, preparing to launch an assault on Wood and others. The noble officers who fell to the ground grinned triumphantly. They struggled and rolled to both sides of the avenue, giving way to the charge.
Thousands of dragoons riding tall horses. Armed with eight-foot spears, if they were allowed to charge at close range, unless Wood and others showed their true strength, even if they escaped themselves, the soldiers of the two squadrons behind them would be dead.
"You guys want to rebel?"
A thick and powerful sound, like the collision of gold and iron, came from the roof on one side of the road. Enzo stood firmly on the chimney of a three-story house on the roadside, looking at Bea's subordinates who were preparing to launch an attack with a serious face. Beside him, Vic, Long Gen and others lined up, each with a sarcastic smile, looking down at the embarrassed Bea and others.
"To attack active soldiers of the empire and try to kidnap the perpetrators of murders, this is treason!"
Enzo had learned bad things from Lin Qi, Yu Lian and others. He had already learned how to blame others and blame others in a reasonable way. He hummed in a neutral tone: "According to the investigation, the suspect has some unexplained connection with the Empire's rebels. Any attempt to kidnap him or exonerate him can be regarded as treason! "
After changing his tone, Enzo chuckled and said: "General Bea, your grandfather is the only marshal of the empire and has already mastered the highest power of the imperial army. Isn't he still satisfied with his status and wants to go one step further? What?"
Bea was so angry that her face turned red, and at the same time, she was so frightened that her heart and liver were trembling. This damn 'Ent Marte', is he really a country bumpkin from Marte, in the province of East? How could he be so skillful in blaming others? Being able to fabricate accusations against people so skillfully out of nothing, isn't this the skill that the nobles of the imperial capital are best at
Swallowing his spit, Bea endured the severe pain of his thigh being broken into four or five pieces. He gritted his teeth and snorted coldly: "Major General Ent, I think you made a mistake. This assassin was the first one I targeted. The person who committed the crime is yours..."
Enzo interrupted Bea rudely: "Stop talking, stop talking nonsense, you insulted my men, you wanted to snatch our prisoners from my men, so you provoked me first. According to The rules of the nobility, in this situation where everyone says they are right, let’s duel and use our blood and lives to identify which of us is the true warrior loyal to the empire!”
Pulling out the stabbing sword from his waist, he swung a dazzling arc-shaped sword light. Enzo's wrist shook, and a more than ten meters long arc-shaped sword light shot out of the air with a sharp whistling sound, and struck heavily. Among the group of dragoons preparing to charge. The sharp sword energy shattered, and dozens of war horses were beheaded by the sword energy. Blood spilled all over the floor. The formation of the dragoons on horseback was in chaos, and many people were pressed to the ground by the dead horses. , they screamed in pain.
The other war horses were frightened by the blood of the horses that died suddenly. Thousands of war horses jumped around in fear. Many dragoons could not stabilize their bodies and were thrown up from their horses. They fell down in embarrassment. land.
"Ente~Mart~" Bea's face turned purple with anger. He pointed at Enzo angrily: "What do you want to do?"
Enzo proudly and arrogantly drew a gorgeous flower of sword light in the air with his stabbing sword. He smiled slowly and said: "Do what you were doing just now. You bullied my subordinates, so I bully you now. If you are not convinced, let’s duel! Bow and arrow, crossbow, spear, axe, halberd, heavy sword, bayonet, or fighting with bare hands, any duel method, I can let you choose!"
Bea shut her mouth in horror. Enzo flew into the air with his sword energy, which was able to chop off the heads of dozens of war horses a hundred meters away, but did not kill any dragoon warrior. Such strength, such terrifying control over fighting spirit, was a state that he could not even dream of achieving.
Looking at Enzo bitterly, how could Bea, a playboy, have the courage to duel with Enzo
Enzo looked at Bea with a sarcastic smile: "If the Count refuses to duel, then I will leave with my men! I think it is best to close the murder case on Golden Leaf Street as soon as possible. Anyway, the murderer has already been He was captured alive, and I just found out from him who was the mastermind behind it.”
Before he finished speaking, a spear suddenly tore through the air and stabbed straight into the chest of the assassin held by an old brother of Wood. The spear as thick as a bowl rubbed violently with the air, and actually sprayed red flames. The old brother dropped the assassin in panic, drew his weapon and charged towards the spear.
But the force of the spear suddenly changed, and he gently held his weapon. A golden arrow as thick as a thumb shot out from the thorn, fiercely piercing the assassin's heart, nailing him firmly. On the street.
Dull footsteps sounded, and a group of elite soldiers wearing heavy black armor and expressionless faces walked slowly toward a group of generals.
Walking at the front of this group of fierce soldiers was a sturdy middle-aged man riding a white tiger. He casually grabbed it far away, and the thick spear rose into the air, tore through the air and fell back into his hand.
"Beya, my son, who hurt you?" The middle-aged man wearing a light cyan uniform and black heavy armor said word by word: "It seems that someone has colluded with some criminal suspects and wants to Want to accuse you of treason? Well, who in Beileli has the courage to accuse my son?"
The assassin who was shot through the heart by a heavy golden arrow died at that moment, and the terrible fighting spirit attached to the arrow instantly extinguished his life.
Enzo looked at the middle-aged man riding a white tiger with cold eyes, and gave him a military salute with a sneer.
"Ente Marte, Major General Commander of the Second Dragoon Regiment of Borelli, please see Marquis Beluti... See Beludi, Lieutenant General."