Kingdom’s Bloodline

. The yellow sand is still misty, and the early sun is still hazy.

Dele sat on the horse, up and down with the saddle, staring expressionlessly at the horizon connecting the dust and clouds.

Gray and blurry.

Just like the old days.

After several seconds, under the respectful reminder of his subordinates, Dele turned his horse's head and looked straight ahead

The "gate" blocked by more than a dozen horsemen, the hard sand that was forcibly leveled, followed by a group of fortresses stacked high and low, guards standing solemnly and solemnly, and the double-star cross flag flying in the air.

Of course, there is also a flag that looks like a foggy star.

Stardust Battle Banner.

Just like the old days.

Not surprisingly, a group of camp guards stepped forward, arrogantly.

They clashed with Dele's team, and the two sides ranged from quarreling, roaring, to pushing and colliding.

Like two stallions eating together in a stable.

Dele didn't ask any questions and let the situation develop, he just fished out the water bladder in the saddle bag on his own.

In Xihuang, the tongue will tell you faster than the eyes

The desert is not far away.

And when Dele swallowed the third saliva, it was also when his captain of the personal guard pointed angrily at the flag behind him, the conflict reached a climax, and the two sides, who were staring at each other, could no longer hold back their emotions, and drew their swords and bows one after another.

With the order of his personal guards, hundreds of horsemen immediately dispersed in battle formation.

The camp guards behind the gate rushed out, gritting their teeth and surrounded them tightly.

And Dele also caught a glimpse of more than a dozen magic guns and city defense crossbows sticking out of the crenel on the high observation deck, aiming at them.

The tense atmosphere is on the verge of breaking out.

Just like the old days.

Dele, who was still riding on the horse, snorted softly.

He raised the water bag again, and swallowed the fourth saliva gracefully and freely.

Then, as a matter of course, at the last moment, "Running Horse" Frank appeared at the door just right, sternly stopped the soldiers of the standing army under him, and then came to Dele with all manners and respect, asking him to forgive the standing army of the royal family during the "extraordinary period" "Necessary vigilance.

As if they really had "normal periods".

Then, Frank, who looked much older than eleven years ago, welcomed them happily and warmly on behalf of Baron Saber.

By the way, I would like to sincerely apologize for the fact that the Baron himself is busy with business and cannot come to welcome you.

Just like the old days.

So, their team stepped into the camp with disdainful and hostile eyes, walked into the main road, and faced the noisy voices of people.

Dele faded away from the laziness and fatigue on the road, straightened his back, tightened his shoulders, and allowed his beloved horse "Saber" to move forward leisurely and elegantly, quietly but not less vigilantly, with the guards on both sides riding on the horse, doing their duty Raise the whip responsibly to open the way, the queue is neat, and the momentum is mighty.

The noisy camp was quiet.

In doubt and surprise, people all over the street stared blankly at them for about five seconds.

Then, the first group of people stared, trembled, covered their mouths with their hands, and let out a suppressed low cry.

They yelled and pointed at the big flag behind Dele, telling those who hadn't reacted what that flag represented.

Facing all kinds of gazes, Dele tightened his muscles, whether it was his back, arms or cheeks.

Just like the old days.

After about three seconds, the crowd exploded.

Amidst the deafening uproar comparable to a siege battle, the captain of Dele's personal guard skillfully raised the reins and stepped forward with a fierce expression. The special long whip made a beautiful roundabout in the air and made a warning explosion.

"Get out of the way!"

The captain's echo echoed in the fortress for more than a second.

Then, the crowd that filled the street and blocked the line broke up in a chaotic situation.

Among them are the hurried footsteps running back and forth, the anxious cries of being dragged and knocked over, the complaints of merchants whose goods were scattered, and the vicious curses of those unlucky people who had their belongings stolen in the chaos.

Until the end, only the figures on both sides of the road and at the corners of the streets were left. Most of them tried to squeeze their figures into the corners a little tighter, and at the same time showed awe or curiosity, sneaking towards Dele's team from time to time. Taking a glance, many of them focus on Dele.

Just like the old days.

Hundreds of years of prestige and osmosis, at least in this land, few people dare to go against the banner behind Dele.

rare.

but.

Not without.

Dele's gaze swept across the dusty and filthy street, and he turned away from the two sneaky and sloppy hooligans. Before he could react, the guards who were patrolling the road ahead stepped forward and whipped , beating those two people to crawl away from the empty street crying and howling.

Looking at the dust raised by the whip, Dele pulled up his mask nonchalantly to cover his mouth and nose.