Black Iron Crown

Sir Wallas suddenly turned sideways to avoid the scimitar that was coming towards him, turned around and put his foot on the opponent's stomach, kicking the soldier two or three meters away, curled up in pain holding his stomach stand up.

Sir Wallace's expression was slightly distorted. Today's incident has exceeded his expectations.

"ah!"

At this moment, a scarlet griffin knight suddenly let out a muffled sound. Sir Valas looked around, and suddenly found a gash on the knight's arm, and blood was still oozing out of it. .

"Damn it! How dare he!" Sir Valas roared in his heart. The occasional fight between colleagues is not a big deal, but once a weapon is used, it will be another change.

There is no escape from the crime of fighting with brother troops or mutiny.

The injured blood-colored Griffin Knight's face was very gloomy, and he lifted his foot fiercely into the abdomen of the soldier who injured him, kicked him four or five meters away, and then fell to the ground, spitting heavily. The blood, seeing that there is less air in and more air out, it is estimated that he will not survive.

It's no wonder that the Scarlet Gryphon Knights held back in the previous battles. They are more than twice as powerful as ordinary people. If they use all their strength, they can even paralyze the bulls who are pretending to be strong. .

The irrational soldiers took out their scimitars and injured him, which also aroused the boundless anger in his heart. He put all his strength on his opponent's body, a full force of more than 600 kilograms on his body, and his fate One can imagine.

After kicking that soldier away, the injured Scarlet Griffon Knight still felt that he could not relieve his anger. His eyes were bloodshot due to the blood of the Griffon, and he rushed towards the soldier closest to him. This is an extremely dangerous The state, of course, is for the enemy.

"Stop!" Sir Wallas yelled. Today's incident was really a big deal. Judging from the soldier's appearance, he must have been kicked to death.

However, since it was the other party who moved the knife first, it would make sense even if he got to the Lord Baron, but if he continued to commit murder, it would be unjustifiable anyway.

Fortunately, the Scarlet Griffin Knights were all sane enough. After hearing Sir Valas' shout, he immediately stopped, but his eyes were still staring at each other vigilantly.

After such a thing happened, everyone stopped what they were doing, and those prairie people who were dazed by anger also lowered their scimitars one after another, and after looking at each other, they turned their attention to Sir Waxey at the same time. .

Sir Wallas walked slowly in front of Sir Vaxey with a blank expression on his face.

He had met Sir Vaxey a few times, and although he was not familiar with him, he could still talk to him.

Sir Valas untied the dagger from his waist and threw it in front of him, raised his eyebrows and said: "I hope to see the result of your handling of today's matter, although Lord Baron will naturally deal with it , but I hope to see your attitude!"

Sir Valas looked at Sir Vaxey who was silent, turned and pointed to the knight with an injured arm and said, "My man is injured! I hope you can give me a reasonable and satisfying explanation!"

Vaxey glanced at Sir Valas, curled his lips with a smile on his face, and said a little playfully: "Your Excellency? I don't know that you need such an explanation? After all, my people are also injured. Mu may even be dead! I think you should give me an explanation, too?"

Sir Wallas didn't want to make this matter a big deal at first, but Sir Vaxey's words made him furious: "Give you an explanation?"

Sir Wallas was overwhelmed, his face looked extremely gloomy, and he said in a cold tone: "It was your people who moved the knife first, so can't my people fight back?"

"But his counterattack was too much! The person who killed me directly!" Waxie's tone gradually became blunt, his eyes became sharp, and he stood up from his chair and looked at Sir Wallas.

Sir Waxey's height is very proud, even half a head taller than Sir Wallas, one looking up and one looking down, Sir Wallas is very disadvantaged.

But even so, after all, he is an invincible warrior who has fought on the battlefield for decades, and the confrontation with Sir Vaxey did not lose the wind in the slightest, on the contrary, there was a hint of suppression.

"Very good!" Sir Wallas, who was burning with anger, still restrained his urge to slap the other party's face, nodded and stared and growled.

"Then!" Sir Valas just took two steps back, then walked up again and said almost face to face with Sir Vaxey: "We should go to Lord Baron to judge!"

He is proud, and he worships invincible power, but that doesn't mean he's a brainless brat.

He knew that when things got to this point, he would never be able to escape the Lord Baron's accountability, so there was no need for him to leave any excuses for the other party at this time.

After saying these words, Sir Valas left the messy tavern with several followers and knights.

On Waxie's face, there was a vaguely meaningful smile. Of course, no one saw his expression.

At the same time, Reiner was still thinking hard in the study how to deal with the situation in front of him.

Subconsciously nibbled on the nails of his right hand, but subconsciously knocked on the table with his left hand: "Perhaps... there are still some opportunities to win over that Earl of Twaron..."

"Even if he is a lord who opposes the royal family, he will not refuse benefits after all, right?"

"Sir Valas is seriously injured now, and the lords gathered under his command may fall down and disperse at any time, putting him in a situation of betrayal, so what should I do?"

"Simply!" Reiner slapped the table with his left hand fiercely, still muttering: "Show the enemy your weakness!"

"Directly tell Earl Twaron that I only want to protect myself. After jointly defeating Earl Zhebo, he can get all the territory. Even Mekasha can pretend to give it to him..."

After thinking of this method, Reiner couldn't help dancing. Originally, he had already given up on Merkasha, but now, hope was rekindled in his heart.

After all, Earl Tewarin joined Earl Zhebo because of interests, and the benefits he gave were obviously greater than those given by Earl Zhebo. After all, he "received nothing".

Of course, this promise is naturally impossible to be fulfilled before the real war is over. At that time, Earl Twarin will naturally be anxious, and maybe even take the initiative to provoke a war in desperation.

But when the time comes, I will become a bystander instead, and let the two of them beat me to death loudly, and I will take advantage of it by myself.

Reiner's mood suddenly brightened, and he admired his own ingenuity more and more, so that the empty-handed wolf, no, can make himself come up with exquisite plans.