Gate of Apocalypse

Chapter 257 [Pre-War]

Chapter 233 [Pre-War]

Beyond the battalion on this plain, the sharp wooden stakes are connected to a fenced wall, a relatively simple wooden mansion with only about one person tall, while the sharp wooden stakes buried on the ground become the best defense tool outside the walls.

Chen Xiaoliang's three-man carriage drove all the way here. Before he reached outside the village gate, a team of cavalry drove up to him.

Chen Xiaocao noticed that the cavalry wore a lightweight chest armor, with a bright red double lion flag on the spear tip in the lead cavalry's hand.

Chen Xiaoliang's eyes changed immediately!

red double lion flag... this flag Chen Xiaolian has seen. And...

Just before that, when we went to Miaoyan for dinner, at the Countess's residence, we saw an oil painting.

He remembers the painting… painted by the Countess's ancestor, William I, who conquered England and founded the Founding King of the Norman dynasty.

Norman Family Flag?

Chen Xiaocai's expression got strange.

The outfits that connect you and your tire spare tires have all been automatically modified by the system to look like they are now, and… the Land Rover SUV has also become a carriage.

So………

Plus now we see a huge Cold Arms era military camp and the flag of the Norman family in front of us.

There are also instructions when the system publishes a copy of the task…

Battle of the Throne!

“Is that so? That's a lot of fun.” Chen Xiaocai touched his nose and smiled bitterly.

The cavalry rushed into front of the carriage, but they showed no hostility.

Chen Xiaoliang immediately grabbed the reins and stopped the carriage.

The lead cavalry sat on the back of the horse, glanced at Chen Xiaoli's three men, swept through Chen Xiaoli's outfit, and then swept over a broken flag hanging by the carriage.

Well, let's just call it a flag. Chen Xiaocai looked like it was just a piece of broken sheepskin hanging on a wooden pole of a carriage, with a ghost painting on it that was confusing and confusing.

“Are you mercenary food squads?” The helmet of the Zero Cavalry was very low, just covered his eyebrows and looked fierce. He grinned and revealed a bite of yellow teeth. Obviously, there was one missing from the front teeth: “What good thing did you find? ”

He unconsciously protruded the long gun and opened it on a piece of linen behind the compartment.

Chen Xiaoliang unexpectedly discovered that the linen behind his compartment was half a bag of cereal grain, in addition to a sheep's leg.

“Looks like you got a good one, boys.” This cavalry is obviously a chief or something, "it's just a little short. Only one team can eat two meals at most. ”

Chen Xiaolei didn't speak in his face, he just looked carefully at this guy.

“What, are the criteria for recruiting mercenaries so low now?” This guy suddenly saw the spare tire, especially when he saw the spare tire missing an arm, and he was not happy: “How could even a guy with only one hand be recruited! Damn it! ”

“The Knight Master.” Chen Xiaoliang immediately moved forward, sat in front of the spare tire, one hand behind the back, gently shook his hand against the spare tire, while trying to be polite to the cavalry leader: “Although he has only one arm, he is also useful. ”

“Ha-ha-ha! I'm not some knight master.” The cavalry chief was obviously pleased to be called a knight, but he shook his head quickly: “What a hillbilly. I'm a cavalry of the Norman Legion, not a knight! Where did you come from? You think it was the Knight Master who saw you riding horses? The Knight Master wouldn't wear a leather coat like ours. ”

He was happy, as if he had forgotten that the spare tire had only one arm.

“All right, you guys go back to camp!” This guy waves: “The food squad is almost back. But it doesn't seem to be a good harvest, so it looks like you're going to have to run more places tomorrow. ”

Chen Xiaoliang moved in his heart and looked at the cavalry leaving. He suddenly said again: “Sir, please wait a moment. ”

“Hmm?” the cavalry leader glanced at Chen Xiaolian.

Chen Xiaoliang immediately pulled up the cloth on the carriage, grabbed the sheep's leg from the top, then looked over and hung it on the saddle of this cavalry, trying to use a humble smile and tone: “Can I ask you something? ”

The cavalry leader glanced at the sheep's legs on his saddle and the fierce expression on his face turned into a satisfied smile: “What do you want to know? Hicks? ”

“When exactly will this… be officially launched?” Chen Xiaocai tried to ask a very vague question and then added: “You know, we mercenaries are all trying to make a difference. ”

“Greedy guy.” The head of the knight glanced at Chen Xiaolian and cursed: “You mercenaries are a bunch of greedy vampires. Money-free lunatics. ”

He nevertheless made a number of remarks, despite two insults.

“You're lucky you ran into me. My brother was in the Duchess SS, and he gave me a message. That cowardly hypocrite Harold already knows we're here, and the whole of London is freaking out. I hear he is urgently assembling an army, loyal to his nobility, and a free people are assembling in London, and they are expected to come to war with us soon... but this was two days ago, and I don't know when they will come, maybe tomorrow, maybe a few more days, only God will know. ”

Speaking of which, the cavalry leader looked at Chen Xiaoliang and felt the value of the information he had revealed, which was more than enough for a sheep's leg, then sipped a sip and left quickly with the cavalry behind him.

Chen Xiaocao touched his chin and looked at the cavalry distant figure, slightly out of his mind.

Tire spare tires have fought alongside Chen Xiaocai many times. He has long known his integrity and knew that there must be a reason for Chen Xiaocai's deliberate weakness just now, so he has been silent.

The tire just asked, “What do you think? Did you get anything? ”

Chen Xiaoliang nodded, his eyes were very heavy: “I think… you can probably be sure. ”

He sighed a long time: “Brothers, we… should have been thrown back a thousand years ago by the system. If my guess, combined with what the cavalry just told us, is that all this information, I can probably be sure of one thing: we are about to face the Founding Fathers of the Normandy dynasty of England!

That is... the ancestor of the fairy voice, the founder of the Norman dynasty, invaded England, on the eve of the final showdown! ”