Knight of the Light

When Zhou Qingfeng woke up again, the sky in the Black Forest shone brightly. Today is a rare good day, which means that it is summer, and the sun outside the iron curtain is very hot early in the morning.

The village is quiet and orderly. The logistics team members got up early, set up a large pot on the open space in the village, and heated the oven. The villagers on the ground, wearing tattered clothes, lined up with the armed attendants to pick up food.

The steaming cauldron was steaming, and the aroma of the food was mouth watering.

The logistics team formed by Zhou Qingfeng is the most popular of the 'Allied Forces'. Although only a monotonous hot soup and bread are served at each meal, this is extremely rare in the Black Forest. Because this has never happened before.

There was a big mess last night, and Zhou Qingfeng had to get up early to arrange the anger of the tyrannical god. It was not a joke. The enemies will either not come or they will come. The two sides are endless.

Order the patrol to go out and detect enemy movements. The leaders were ordered to be on alert at all times and enter combat status at all times. Zhou Qingfeng walked around the village and was not in a good mood.

The forces in the Black Forest really look like bandits, except that Enessa seems to have a family background. All the other families, from the boss to the soldiers, are not embarrassed and have no culture. It is really scary. Such a team is extremely unreliable, and morale can only last for five minutes.

In front of the logistics team's food stalls, several armed attendants walked with hot bread and saw Zhou Qingfeng rush to pay tribute. The latter had a heavy heart and asked: "How's your recent meal?"

"Thank you, Hugo, for your kindness. The food is very good." The armed attendants laughed. "We are satisfied with such good food at every meal."

"Can't you eat in the past?" Zhou Qingfeng noticed the dress and clothing of several armed attendants, and the adventurers they followed should be well mixed.

Armed servants have a higher status than the poor, and they range in age from eleven to twenty-five to sixty-five. They earn their income by fighting for the master. Their masters are the backbone adventurers of various settlements, rich and poor.

The master is strong, and the life of the attendant is naturally better. However, with Zhou Qingfeng's deepening understanding, the days of armed servants were uneven, but they were generally unhappy, and their equipment and training were poor.

As for Zhou Qingfeng's question, several attendants all smiled bitterly and seemed unable to answer. It took a long time for someone to whisper: "Our host eats what we eat. But we must wait for the host to finish before we have our portion."

Does the owner have a share after eating? Then eat a ghost!

This can be the case under a strict hierarchy.

Zhou Qingfeng set up a special logistics team, which is actually a remarkable initiative. It avoids deductions and guarantees that everyone in the team can eat.

No wonder these armed servants all smiled when they received the bread. The treatment of this meal was much higher. You can eat every meal, which was unexpected in the past.

Zhou Qingfeng said twice, "Eat more, there should be a fierce battle today. You must have enough energy to work hard with the enemy."

The armed attendants laughed only a few times, and did not dare to speak indiscriminately. But when Zhou Qingfeng went away, one of them whispered, "Just to eat such good bread every day, we will desperately."

Zhou Qingfeng walked to the logistics team booth that distributed the bread, and Seth, who was behind him, cut in directly, and asked the chef who distributed the bread for double breakfast. The chef saw Zhou Qingfeng appear, and quickly picked the best from the tray containing the bread.

There was a long line in front of the booth, and several barbarians held their whip to maintain order. Nothing was said of Seth's behavior, whether in line or in order. Everyone is busy greeting ‘His Hugo’ and is gracious.

Zhou Qingfeng did not take any steps to make everyone equal. He took the bread and mushroom soup that Seth had delivered, and found a place to sit down and start eating and drinking. After biting two bites of bread, he said with satisfaction: "Today's bread tastes much better."

When the 'Allied Forces' set out from Tielu Village, the bread baked by the logistics team was quite good. But within two days, the bread was dying.

Zhou Qingfeng asked, there are only one or two chefs with good craftsmanship in the team, and the level of play is still fluctuating. To put it plainly, it is lack of experience. But today the bread looks so good, it tastes delicious.

"It should be said that your maid is really good." Inessa, the servant of the dust, did not know where to go, and there were several strange faces behind her. They also held bread and thick soup.

But in the face of this hot breakfast, some people are curious, others are not hesitant, and some are faintly angry.

"Who are they?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, "seems very opinionated about me."

"In accordance with your order, I ran all day yesterday without rest at night and brought the leaders of the last two human settlements. But they will see you in person before they decide whether to join the 'Allied Forces.'"

"Oh I see."

Enissa was okay, but she was still tired after running around. Zhou Qingfeng nodded slightly, applauding the horsewoman. But his gaze turned to the few unruly guys behind him, and he sneered, "Some of you, you're late."

What this said was dumb.

Zhou Qingfeng was too lazy to explain, "Now that the table is full, you can only stand. That is to say, I don't care if you want to join because I have no shortage of people.

Of course, you can come, and I welcome it. But you have to surrender all your population and food. Because you should surrender to me three days ago, but you have been procrastinating and disobeying orders. I must punish you and maintain discipline. "

After hearing the first few sentences, some of the latecomers were still looking the same. But the last sentence made them look irritated and angry. But Zhou Qingfeng didn't look at them, just stuffed bread into his mouth lightly.

The atmosphere was embarrassing for a while, but not tense.

The subsequent settlement leaders apparently wanted to bargain, at least to be treated with courtesy.

Unfortunately, these people are really late. Although not everyone in the 'Allied Forces' is willing to serve Zhou Qingfeng, no one can replace him. He left silently for three days. The 'Allied Forces' were just on the verge of collapse, but they did not choose a new leader.

It is just that the latecomers did not understand this. When they showed displeased expressions and threatened Zhou Qingfeng with an angry tone, the team receiving food nearby whistled.

For a while, more than a dozen swords were drawn out, and dozens of armed servants were eager to try. The barbarian who kept the order simply threw the whip, howling and grabbed the big axe in his hand, surrounded him, and looked angry.

Yesterday, Lukans of Baiya Village was chopped to death because of his lack of respect for Zhou Qingfeng. Everyone is happy to do it again today.

This disagreement started, and the latecomers were startled.

What surprised them even more was that the armed servants belonging to different settlements acted in unison, and the adventurous adventurers also coordinated. Even the humblest poor in the village dared to show anger without fear.

This is really rare.

What power unites them?

It's a teenager right now.

Its prestige is evident.

The latecomers looked at Zhou Qingfeng again, their faces turned blue, and they could not come down to Taiwan. When Enissa called them to come, she said many examples of teenagers. But they were dubious, always feeling that with their own worth and status, they had to finally verify it.

But young people now have great strength and power, and they are no longer the mascots who laughed at everyone just a few days ago, so naturally they are not so good at talking.

Zhou Qingfeng's bread was almost finished, and the leaders of the last two settlements had not yet made a decision. He just waved his hand, and let the unrealistic person slowly think about it, then perish.

A patrol sent out from the village came with a spirited goblin.

The look of the patrol was dignified, and he whispered, "Lord Hugo, we found an advancing enemy force to the north. The Church of Bann gathered a large number of troops to kill us. They sent a goblin to fight book."

The decisive battle is coming, as expected.

but

War books?

Is there a neurosis in this goblin!

The little green skin monster jumped out, and it was taller than Zhou Qingfeng's waist. Unlike the lowly kind who only shouts 'Ok', this goblin speaks common language. He came forward with a big grin and opened his mouth loudly.

"Look, meat pieces. I know very well you weak creatures.

I know you are full of fear, because your time of death has come. I am not here to persuade you, because I do not intend to forgive you. No matter how you cry, cry, or repent, this will not change your destiny.

I am a dark servant, a follower of tyranny, and a witness to fear.

I am different from the two failed wastes of the previous day. I am Xius in Baicun Village, the new leader of the Church of Bann in the North, and the nemesis of you resistance.

I will spread your blood on the ground, hang your head on branches, and throw your intestines to feed the wolves. You will tremble under my anger, for you have provoked the Dark King who has the power of fear.

Are you ready?

Ban's revenge is here! "

When the voice of declaring war shouted to the end, the goblin exploded directly and burst into pieces!