There are less than ten great knights in the Principality of Lions on the surface, but it is only on the surface, which can't explain anything.
Kant was very aware of the dispositions of the nobles. Their strength was like an iceberg on the sea, with only a tip exposed. However, the strength hidden in the dark may be several times that of the bright surface, existing as a foundation.
There are really people who don't know how to live or die to deal with the nobles based on the strength of the nobles on the surface, and they will die in the end without knowing why.
Taking Kant himself as an example, even though he has shown extremely terrifying power and strength now, who knows that these are not Kant's real trump cards
Even the castle of Drehem, which is still hidden in the dark, and the town of Aaron are not Kant's cards.
Kant's hole card is actually a system that is integrated with him, regardless of each other.
With the system, countless worlds of riding and slashing can serve as his backing, and its size is countless times larger than the world that Kant knows so far.
Many times, Rolf, who is in charge of the desert bandits, likes to use the characteristics of the desert bandits to be as fast as the wind, and play tricks on the enemy.
However, this time, he didn't do it.
Because, no longer needed.
At the intersection of the abandoned farm, twelve knights and four knight attendants were standing guard.
They lie on the ground and watch.
snoring.
In just ten minutes, the sixteen members of the Knights had already fallen asleep on the ground.
It's really not their fault, they are too tired, and they can't do it if they want to stay awake.
In order to wipe out the despicable rebel army as soon as possible, the five knight regiments marched in a hurry to come here all day and night, and they were exhausted.
Not long after they finally rested, they were ambushed by the rebel army several times their own size, and fell into a desperate situation surrounded by all sides.
Dragging their exhausted bodies, the knights fought with all their strength and desperately broke through. After leaving behind more than 4,500 bodies of Pao Ze, they were able to escape by luck.
Afterwards, they didn't even care about the bleeding wounds. Wearing heavy armor, they fled desperately for more than ten miles, and managed to reach the abandoned farm.
Their bodies are almost exhausted, and their spirits have reached the peak of exhaustion.
If there are always enemies chasing behind them, these knights may continue to escape to a further place with their extremely strong belief in survival, and then they will either be chased and killed, or directly collapsed to death on the way.
However, they didn't find the chasing soldiers, and they were lucky to get here. Once the body and spirit reached the limit, once they relaxed, they could no longer hold on.
Members of the sentry knights took it for granted to sleep.
It is the same with more than 400 members of the Knights in the abandoned farm, in more than a dozen stone houses.
The snoring came one after another, and no one was awake.
Even the only great knight had overdrawn his extraordinary strength in the previous battles. Among all the people, he was actually the most exhausted.
The mouse hiding in the stone house quietly appeared from the hiding hole, sneakily nibbled on the rotten flesh from the wounds of the knights, and squeaked cheerfully from time to time.
Even so, none of the knights were awakened.
The sound of Dada's horseshoes came from the main road of the farm, and 1,600 desert bandits and elite desert bandits, led by Rolf, cast a shadow in the dark night.
The desert robbers all had fleshy faces, and bloodthirsty brilliance shone in their fierce and unruly eyes.
They have never been kind, whether in Calradia or in this world, their hands are covered with blood.
"Ah!"
Rolf looked at the sixteen members of the Knights lying on the ground at the intersection of the abandoned farm.
"The situation is much better than I expected!"
Rolf once again compared these knights with the cavalry of Calradia, with a mocking smile on his lips.
Whether it was the Swadian heavy cavalry, the Kujit riders, or the Sarande riders, or even the desert bandits he led, they would not perform so badly under the same circumstances.
Even if they cut themselves severely with a knife blade and stimulated themselves with pain, they would never allow themselves to fall asleep peacefully.
After all, it is a world at war.
The Nanjun leader has been at ease for too long.
ten years!
These knight gentlemen have not experienced real war for ten years.
Under the prosperity and extravagance of the South County Territory, these iron cavalry of the Wild Lion Principality who were once able to roam the battlefield have also degraded a lot.
They are not as elite as they think they are.
Whether it was the botched bivouac before, or the ridiculous rest now.
The only one with a bit of chivalry, that is, the desperate breakout in the canyon before, was specially designed by Rolf.
On the battlefield, there is no room for chance.
something will happen.
"Guys, grab your machetes!"
There was a trace of cruelty in Rolf's eyes, he stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth slightly, and ordered coldly: "Cut off the heads of these gentleman knights who sleep like pigs!"
The dark clouds were blown by the westerly wind, covering the desolate moonlight, and even the moon was unwilling to witness the following human tragedy.
This is a brutal massacre.
It is also the most relaxed Rolf has ever experienced when he came to this wonderful world:
A war!
The moonlight fell on the earth again, illuminating the unruly figures of the desert bandits leaving the abandoned farm.
The scimitars hanging from the waists of the desert robbers were dripping with blood.
In the abandoned farm, a strong bloody aura rose to the sky, and the wild wolves ten miles away followed this aura.
There are vultures in the sky, flying from far away.
438 knights, knight servants, and a great knight sleeping soundly in this abandoned farm.
They never wake up again.
In the early morning of the next day, Kant had just finished a delicious and nutritious breakfast on a trireme on the Reese Niston River.
Two slices of fragrant bread baked with flour ground from fine wheat, sandwiched between a slice of desert antelope meat roasted on the outside and tender on the inside, and served with a wild antelope from Yaron that was raised in the Samwaya forest Sand grouse boiled eggs, after eating, drink a mouthful of rich and fragrant fresh broth.
This day is really beautiful.
After breakfast, Kant put on a velvet robe and came to the deck to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the Reese Niston River in the morning sun.
A layer of snow-white mist rolled over the distant river surface, showing a dense atmosphere.
The radiance of the rising sun sprinkled on the deck and shrouded Kant. The warm radiance made Kant refreshed, and the extraordinary power in his body became active and circulated by itself. It seemed that his extraordinary power was drawing strength from the radiance of the rising sun. .
Above the river, the mist gradually dissipated, revealing the sparkling water.
In the fields on both sides of the bank, a cheerful water bird flies from time to time, skimming over the surface of the Reese Niston River, and grabs a plump fresh fish.
A beautiful view.
A mage in a fine linen robe came to the deck and respectfully said to Kant: "My lord, Mr. Rolf has sent a good news from the battlefield of Nanjun, and I request you to talk to him. "
Kant turned around, and the morning wind blew his dazzling blond hair, and his amber eyes shone with curiosity.
"Oh, good news?"
A smile appeared on Kant's face. Good news is always pleasant.
"Yes! Mr. Rolf reported that last night he planned to use the lowly rebel army in the South County to attack the five knights in the South County, completely annihilating the 5,000 members of the five knights, and at the same time severely injuring led the rebel army in the humble Nanjun."
The mage bowed slightly, and respectfully reported the news to His Majesty Kant.
"It is indeed good news!"
Kant knew Rolf, this guy loves doing things that harm others and benefit himself.
Since it was designed by Rolf himself, the desert thieves under him probably won't suffer too much loss.
In terms of Kant's current power, even if all the desert bandits were wiped out, it would not be a big deal.
Therefore, Kant did not ask about the war damage.
"Since Rolf wants to talk to me, I'll go and listen to what he wants to say!"
Kant smiled and said that the Nanjun leader only dispatched 20,000 heavy cavalry, and now that 5,000 have been wiped out, the remaining 15,000 are no longer a big threat.
Kant was able to roughly guess what Rolf wanted to say to him, and his mood improved.
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