The south gate of Huedong City opened wide, and groups of Blood Cavalry troops galloped out, raising smoke and dust to cover the sky and the sun.
Watching this scene, the guards of the Brugen family always felt a little unreal in their hearts.
This iron cavalry from the northern border came and went quickly, and seemed to have no nostalgia for this Tinder City, which is called the number one fortress in the eastern border.
However, they all understood that although the blood cavalry army came and went like the wind, and only stayed in Tinder City for a day and a night, they had completely changed the city.
The ambiguous rumors about Grace and Earl Angelet had already spread in the city, and this kind of romantic lace news could always spread without any effort, not to mention that the Bruckens family didn't seem to have the intention of blocking the news.
Therefore, what should be the future of Pedestrian City has become the most discussed topic among people in the city.
Standing at the top of the city, Grace didn't pay attention to all kinds of probing eyes from around, staring at the blood cavalry army gradually disappearing on the horizon in a daze.
The butler came over and asked softly, "Miss, those rumors in the city... Do you want to take care of them?"
"No." Grace shook her head.
The butler frowned, and just about to persuade him, Grace said again:
"Go and contact the church and ask them to prepare for father's funeral."
"Yes." The butler had no choice but to lead away with full of worries.
The cold wind howled, and the guards at the top of the city unconsciously shrank their necks.
It's just that Miss Grace, who seemed pampered, still stood there quietly, looking into the distance, as if she was expecting something.
There is no cloud in the clear sky, as clean as a blue mirror.
Suddenly, a barely detectable black spot appeared on the mirror, hovering over Tinder City.
Grace's gaze was fixed, her small cherry mouth made a strange mouth shape, and sharp whistles kept coming out.
Attracted by the whistle, the black dots in the sky suddenly swooped down.
When he got closer, he realized that it was actually a huge black-feathered raven.
The raven landed on Grace's shoulder, rubbing its wings against the girl's hair in a very humane way, as if saying hello.
Grace smiled and rubbed the raven's head, then took a letter from its foot.
The guards at the top of the city watched the girl and the strange-looking raven curiously out of the corner of their eyes, but they didn't dare to ask more questions.
Finally, after reading the letter, Grace still had the same expression on her face, as if nothing in the letter surprised her.
Afterwards, she took out a written reply letter from her bosom, tied it to the raven's foot, and let out another sharp whistle from her mouth.
The raven quacked, flapped its black wings, flew up into the sky again, and disappeared quickly.
Grace then turned around and walked down the tower. When passing by a brazier, she threw the letter she had just received into it.
The rising flames quickly devoured the letter paper, spewing out strands of ashes.
Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, and a corner of the unburned letter rolled and jumped out of the brazier.
The guard at the side quickly picked it up, and saw that there was only one sign left on it——
"... your dearest brother."
The guard scratched his head inexplicably, wondering why Miss Grace's brother had just left Tinder City and came back with a letter.
But he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and quickly threw it back into the brazier.
The flames rose again, completely turning the corner of the letter into ashes.
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"You are black knights galloping on the battlefield, speed is your second life..."
Clive felt the cold wind whizzing past his ears, and couldn't help but think of the words given by Marquis Garcia on the podium when the Black Cavalry was first established.
At that time, the Black Cavalry Army galloping on the ice field of the sky was indeed carrying out such a creed - to win with speed!
Under the leadership of the Marquis of Garcia, the Black Cavalry is like a red-hot steel knife. No matter when and where, they can stab the enemy's chest in the shortest time, with the fastest speed, and with the most ferocious posture. , Let their blood boil instantly.
Battle after battle, victory after victory, the Black Cavalry Army used the blood of the enemy and the undefeated record to scrub the name brighter and brighter and more brilliant.
However, after the fiasco in Shadow Canyon, Marquis Garcia left the Black Cavalry.
The army also had a different commander, a different name, and a different style.
Compared with Marquis Garcia's straightforwardness, Count Angelet's style made many Black Cavalry soldiers very uncomfortable at first.
They are veteran generals who have experienced many battles. Of course, it is impossible for them not to understand the situation, and they can all understand some simple strategies.
If it is said that Marquis Garcia's tactics and strategies in the past were relatively easy to understand - that is, to find the enemy's most lethal point, and then kill it with the fastest speed and the most decisive posture, then Earl Angelet's style seems a little unpredictable , can even be called weird and unpredictable.
But there is one thing that Earl Angelet and Marquis Garcia are the same, and that is the same invincibility!
Outside Yinyue City, 7,000 black cavalry remnants wiped out 100,000 Pegasus Legion, ran thousands of miles on the ice field of the sky, and cut off the head of the Troll Emperor outside the Troll King City. Turn the tide and lead the army to defeat the seemingly outnumbered rebels...
Although it is difficult for an officer of the Blood Cavalry like Clive to understand Earl Angelet's thinking, the victories after victories have allowed Earl Angelet to establish a prestige in this army that is no less than that of Marquis Garcia .
Therefore, when Earl Angelet asked the main force of the Blood Cavalry to go down the Nushui River and march towards Bailu City outside Clover City, no one questioned it.
Looking back now, Clive would wonder if he was crazy at the time.
With less than 20,000 blood cavalry troops, they went deep alone like this, straight into the hinterland of the Eastern Realm, and the target was still a strong city like Bailu City...
No one would think that they had the possibility to capture Bailu City alone, but strangely, no one doubted that Earl Angelet could lead them to capture Bailu City.
It sounds incomprehensible, but that's what prestige does.
As long as there is enough prestige, a commander can make his army execute any order that seems impossible.
The cold wind was biting, but Clive felt as if a branding iron was burning in his chest.
Bailu City!
The capital of the East!
The territory of the San Pros family!
It is also the place where Marquis Garcia was once imprisoned!
The shame of Shadow Canyon cannot be washed away by the blood of the Pegasus Legion alone!
After landing on the southern side of the Althias Mountains, this blood cavalry army seemed to have returned to the ice field of the sky again, regaining the feeling of galloping freely and stabbing into the enemy's chest like a sharp blade.
Clive took a sip of spirits on the horse and stuffed a few more slices of beef jerky, the speed of the whole process did not slow down at all.
This is the basic skill of every Blood Cavalry soldier, they can even sleep on horseback.
After five days and five nights of running, Clive was convinced that Bailu City should be not far away.
Suddenly, there was a low-pitched horn in front of him.
Clive shuddered, and immediately slowed down the speed of the horse. However, the blood in his heart was churning even more violently, because he understood—
Bailu City has finally arrived!
(end of this chapter)