My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 069 Regression

PS: This is today, by the way, who voted for the four-star review? Don't you lose! One 200 starting coin, not five stars, not one star, must have a four star... disgusting me for half a day...

PS1: Introduction 2B? In that case, I'd like an introduction! Just write it down in the book review area. If it's really good, there are essences and rewards! Introduction, please!

PS2: One last ticket!

“Eh, why are you so confident?” Hearing his chest full of excitement and pride, Hero was puzzled, and although the man was powerful and even she thought he was very kind, this one would certainly not make her hesitate to stay.

“Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft...” A burst of horseshoes ranged from far to close, and the sound of horseshoes hitting the pavement even made the green leaves tremble slightly.

The knights wrapped in iron and steel, like messengers of death, drove the tall horses away, but at an extremely fast speed, as if resisting the invaders.

Kerall knew them, and the distinctive pattern on that armor was the distinctive emblem of the Red Leaf Ridge aristocracy, in other words, most of these knights were Red Leaf aristocracy! Kerall has found no other reason than the Red Leaf Ridge War Order to integrate them into the army.

He hurriedly took off his clothes and threw them at Hero to cover his wonderful figure. Kerall only had a thin fitted cotton underwear left to jump out, waving his arms at the passing knights, and he was very dissatisfied with them not being alert. Although he was only two now, just give him a hundred people, then this team of knights is a pile of shit, the knights who did not form a war situation can not add strength and defense to themselves with their own seal, the crossing between the trail and the edge of the forest turned their speed into a beach of shit, just a spear, a long bow and an axe can leave them all behind!

Kerall did have some pit daddy, a silver hair disturbed by branches, sweaty back in underwear, slight swelling on his face because he had just fallen off the horse, it was simply a wolf.

But despite this, Keiral still has momentum. As soon as he walks out of the forest, he is seen by eye-pointing people. Though not to be turned upside down, a sudden pause is inevitable - the regular cavalry unit of Red Leaf Ridge is already made up entirely of hybrid demon horses. Other ordinary England horses, apart from their excellent taste for breeding, are used for agriculture. They can only be borrowed with some contribution value, riding demon horses, the knights' tonnage is increasing, about two tons of horse armor and heavy armor are all pressed on horses, including three meters long dragon guns and shields, knights long swords and other weapons. It has to be said that sudden pauses are a very troublesome thing, in terms of this tonnage.

Big Marton stopped with a loud nose, two big nostrils in the September weather blew out a fog, huge body up to two meters tall, like a giant beast, turned around, the knights did not disembark, in this tonnage as long as the horse fell on the battlefield would be the result of a ruptured gut, so the heavy riders all had a cassette and assisted card slip tools to help them fix their shape on the horse.

In other words, it's troublesome that they're coming down.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

All knight guns are raised high, and three meters of dragon guns are raised high, like flagpoles.

“Your Highness!” There are not so many names in the army. Little wise men, lords, teachers, masters, mentors, Kai, Kai, etc., are common people's names. Until there is no military official position, Kailar will always have only one identity: the Duke's son, Your Highness!

“Where are you going? Was there a war?” Kerall exhaled and asked in a hurry.

“No, we're here to see you.” The head man lifted the armor on his face, revealing a steady national face. Facial armor was originally used to resist the enemy's long bow, but in the modern era of stronger knights, titles and upper armor often become unparalleled pressure. Armies with upper armor tend to make enemies fall apart from battle and later develop into a trend.

He was Druyaga, captain of the first knight of the Red Leaf Knights and son of the Marquis of Goons, who inherited his father's long hair from a tea club with a handful of shavings in the middle of his resolute chin, which made him easier. The Marquis of Goons called it the "Red Leaf Rock," but Druyaga was clearly handed down to his father.

Loyal and honest, tough and strong, Druyaga, as Keiral's lifetime, can be considered as Keiral's cousin, but no one in Red Leaf Ridge's lifetime has ever dared to call himself Keiral's brother: without him, Keiral's talent can be said to be a terrible realm, dare to call himself the brother of such a person has not yet been born.

“Druyaga!” Kerall startled: “What happened? ”

Despite Kerall's meticulous training of the 5,000 City Guard, there is no such thing as a modern military guard, as a professional soldier of this kind: the knights have quite a gap, and it is, in other words, like a missile in a previous life, a sign that a nation is about to wage war!

“Why are you here? The king died ill? Something happened to my father? Or is there a rebellion?” Keiral has given several reasons for them to move forward. In fact, Keiral has yet to realize that his contribution and influence over Red Leaf Ridge is second only to his father's. Although this is not the same as his low-key pro-people policy, the pro-people means that he is not underhanded and, in a sense, has lost something.

“No, it's you,” said the faithful Druyaga, whose voice was as steady as that of a 38-year-old, although funny Kerall did not know his place in the hearts of the Red Leaf Ridge people.

“We found your cape and cane in the alley, so the whole of Red Leaf Ridge is under emergency martial law and is now off-limits.” Druyaga said steadily that he was in no hurry after seeing Keiral, who was confident that no one would be able to take their young king in front of the Red Leaf Knights, even though he was still a foul face.

“Well, we must go back now, lift the martial law as soon as possible and announce the bill.” Kerall shook his head and said.

“Yes!” The knights raised their guns.

“Hero, come with me.” Across Druyaga's heavy ride, the saddled Kerall's ass in cowhide hurts.

“Mm-hmm.” Hero stepped out of the woods and nodded softly. The colour and vacuum coat straightened the eyes of the righteous knights.

He straddled Druyaga's horse, held it behind Kerall, and sat three tall horses, not breathing at all, and began to accelerate with a loud drink from Druyaga.

Behind him, the fifty knights of Zebayan whip, like a tank, followed Druyaga and burst towards Red Leaf Ridge.