Red Blood Dragon Knight

The sound was unusually loud, resounding like thunder, resounding through the entire city guard house. The officer on duty in the mansion was angrily commanding his men to encircle them, dragging the knights off the horse, beating them, and even killing them on the spot.

But at this time, hearing the other party's cry, the soldiers couldn't help but stop. They stopped and looked at the officer behind them.

General Hardu has been operating in the South for decades, with a prominent reputation and high prestige.

His name has been deeply imprinted in the minds of every soldier in the Southern Army. It's almost like the existence of Xiao Xige in Germany.

Just listening to his voice is enough to make the big guy cry and shed happy tears.

And no one dared to doubt it or defy his military order.

Although the officer on duty was annoyed in his heart, he did not dare to order another storm. Instead, he pressed the sword with his hand, stepped forward, raised his head, looked at the knight sitting on the horse, and sneered: "You said You are the messenger of General Hadu? Can you prove it?

You must know that pretending to be an adult's messenger will kill the nine races. If you can't get it out, don't blame our ruthless men~! "

With that, he took a step forward and stared at the knight murderously.

Regarding the fact that this bunch of puppies broke into the castle mansion while he was on duty, no matter how sophisticated he was, this was also a manifestation of his negligence and incompetence. Based on this incident alone, it can be foreseen that the future will inevitably be bleak.

Therefore, his heart is abnormally eager to kill them all. Only in this way can the stain on his career be restored.

The knight on the opposite side didn't care about his threat, just smiled coldly and cast his gaze on the battle flag in his hand.

Seeing the other party's arrogant look, the officer on duty couldn't help furious, but immediately saw the battle flag in the opponent's hand, but couldn't help but startled.

I saw that the flag in the man's hand was made of no material, even under such a heavy rain, the flag was still fluttering in the wind and hunting. The roaring tiger on the flag was vivid, straight out of the flag.

The officer on duty suddenly tightened.

Immediately, his conditioned reflexes were normal, with his feet together, he gave a military salute with a ‘pop’.

The soldiers around looked at them, and couldn't help but move.

"Tiger guards~!"

"These knights are the tiger's pro-army of General Hadu."

"In that case, the general awoke."

"The God of Guangming is here, and his old man finally woke up."

"We have hope again..."

"As long as there are generals, the Yankees will have to die as many as they come~!"

"Don't worry about it anymore."

"..."

The soldiers whispered to each other in a whispered mood, and began to discuss.

In the hearts of these people, General Hadu is a god-like existence. As long as he is there, there will be nothing difficult in the world.

These days, because of all kinds of rumors, people are flustered for a while. After all, there are strong enemies outside and rebellions inside. How do you look at the situation in the South, how pessimistic. Just like the stock market, there are signs of a crash.

And everyone who is in the army, is also outright hardworking retail investors.

In the event of a crash, those big investors might be able to run away, and if they are retail investors, once they get stuck, they will lose not only their jobs, but their heads.

Therefore, they are more concerned about the changes in the situation than anyone else, thinking about how to deal with them in the future.

But in this era of sudden changes, no matter how the situation changes, for soldiers like them, they can only get worse, absolutely impossible to get better~!

Even though Lao He's troops came over, everyone raised their hands and surrendered. The other party did not kill the prisoners, nor sent them to the quarry for labor reform. But as soon as you cancel your military status, your length of service, labor insurance, welfare... all these are gone.

Don't think that this is just a dead soldier. In recent years, the economy is sluggish and it is not easy to find a job.

If you want to eat food as a soldier and have a stable civil servant job, no one has to ask grandpa to sue, the seven aunts and eight aunts all begged, and then gritted their teeth and took out the cost of the coffin of the grandfather and grandpa. Come in?

I just made two money steadily, and occasionally molested the two girls and three girls in a village, a little better, and then secretly planned a few mistresses and mistresses.

And now, in the blink of an eye, it's all gone.

How to live the future?

Grandpa mother Laozi, wife and son. They all opened their mouths, waiting for the food to be cooked~!

Those who are heartless and heartless can only be hustlemen who spend a day in their lives, while those who are worried and worried are almost losing their hair.

And now...

Now General Hardu is awake~!

This is great news~!

As long as General Hardu is there, what kind of civil strife in the south, Laohe troops, these problems are no longer a problem.

As for the recent defeat...

*, dare to slander and discredit the great General Hadu, is it the she-wolf who was sent to break into us, deliberately trying to destroy the good situation in our south?

Believe it or not, those of us with discerning eyes will slap you to death with the soles of our shoes!

The soldiers whispered, and occasionally looked at the knights, their eyes filled with jealousy, like a kindergarten child seeing the young and beautiful female teacher.

The officer on duty did not have the anger on his face at this time. Instead, he accompanied a smiling face and said: "Your sirs have worked hard. It's raining heavily outside. Why don't you go to the house to avoid the rain?"

The leading knight snorted coldly, and said: "We have emergency military affairs. It's delayed. For a dog like you, 17 or 8 plus one is not enough to cut. Go and ask your sir to come out~!"

‘This bunch of dogs who don’t know good or bad~! "The officer on duty scolded secretly in his heart, but on the surface he was still laughing with him, saying: "Yes, yes, we will report."

As he said, he cast an eye at a soldier next to him.

The soldier immediately turned around and ran towards the backyard.

At this time, the heavy rain was still falling, and the knights sat on their horses in silence, letting the rain pour, but motionless.

The officer on duty looked at it and couldn't help but wonder: Are these people really sick? Riding a horse in the front yard. Especially the indifferent expressions on the knights' faces, how they look and feel, panic.

Thinking of this, he had an ominous premonition faintly.

Since these knights did not dismount, so the soldiers could not leave. They seemed to notice that the situation was not right, and gradually stopped talking.

The courtyard fell silent for a while.

There is only the sound of rain in the world.

The silence was so strange that it made people's throat a little itchy.

The officer gave a dry cough, tried to break the weird atmosphere, accompanied by a smile, and said, "Master, I don't know, how is General Hadu's old man's health now?

There is a legendary large blood bottle from the ancestors of Xiaoren. Although it is not as effective as the ‘Brother Xinchun’ brand rejuvenation agent of the Flying Eagle Group that can resurrect in situ, it can also be full of blood in an instant.

If the adult doesn’t have everything, the villain is willing to take it out and let the adult..."

Before he could finish his words, the knight glanced at him with a smile, as if he had seen through his thoughts, and then interrupted his words, yīn said in a weird manner: "Can't tell, you still know magic? "

The officer was taken aback, still smiling, and said, "No, I have a cousin who is a magician. So I know a little too."

The knight snorted coldly, waved his hand, and said, "My lord is in good health now. Don't worry about you people. Maybe you will come here in person in two days to review the three armies."

"Yes, yes. Yes..." The officer found himself speechless, so he could only laugh twice and cover up the past.

At this moment, I heard a rush of footsteps from behind.

Coming~!

All the people present were refreshed and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a sturdy man, accompanied by several shìwei, hurriedly walking over.

It can be seen that he came out in a hurry.

He was wearing a long robe, the buttons on it were not fully fastened, and the front of the shirt was torn apart, showing the Hessian hair and developed muscles.

His face is dark and rough, his lion's nose is wide and his beard is open. It is Governor Kirkforth, General Peterus, defender of the Zinderen Fortress.

The headed knight's eyes suddenly brightened, but then he forced himself down.

At this time, the officer on duty hurriedly walked a few steps, greeted him, and then whispered a few words in Peterus' ear.

Peterus nodded slightly and walked over.

He saw the knights still sitting high, extremely rude, and frowned slightly, but he was a little nervous, a little happy, and some guilty conscience when he had just received the news of Hardu, and he also considered that since Hardu is awake , Did you slaughter that ān finely and kill the people...

He was thinking wildly in his mind, so he went up, but didn't say much.

He came to the front, hesitated for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "You were sent by General Hardu? I am Peterus. Is he recovering now?"

The leading knight looked at him carefully as if to confirm, then nodded, and said, "The general is recovering now, and the situation is excellent."

Peter Us slightly relieved and said, "That's fine. The general sends you here, what order?"

The headed knight smiled immediately, took a parchment scroll from his arms and handed it over, saying: "The general has an order, in order to deal with the massive invasion of the Northern Army, after receiving the order, your Excellency will immediately set off to Hariga. The German headquarters discussed military affairs."

Peterus' brows furrowed tighter, and while receiving the documents, he complained: "What is the matter? The enemy's invasion is imminent, and someone must be guarded here. I'm leaving, who is in charge here?"

The knight smiled and said, "Well, you don't have to worry about it. The general sent General Mela here specially. He is on the way. Maybe, when we go back, we can meet him."

"Meira, that guy who can only flatter and engage in nepotism?" Peterus gave the knight a cold look.

Hearing his mockery, the knight's hand suddenly clenched, but then he forced himself to bear it down, making as cold as possible.

At this time, Peterus had opened the document in his hand, read it briefly, and then carefully checked the seal and signature in the document.

Looking at the other party's careful and serious attitude, the leading knight couldn't help feeling a little nervous, and flicked his finger gently.

Although the remaining black knights did not make a sound, they secretly tightened their bodies.

The heavy rain is pouring down, and there is only the sound of ‘wow’ in the whole world...

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Harry Gard.

The most prosperous city in the south, it seems that it is still the same as before, rich and peaceful.

The shops are still full of goods, and the city's avenues are still jammed every day. People work, rest, and entertain as usual.

But even the ordinary people of Haligard could feel that the atmosphere of the city had changed. In all the usual calm, there was a faint smell of an approaching storm.

There are more and more soldiers appearing in the city. In every block and every main road, you can see heavily armed soldiers patrolling. From the serious expressions and blunt attitude of these soldiers, you can see that they are not only Come to defend Halligard.

The interrogation at the gates of the city is getting stricter and stricter. Every car and every one must go through careful interrogation before entering and leaving the city.

The inner city has been sealed off, especially in the vicinity of the Hadu mansion, and no one is allowed to approach at will.

Pedestrians on the street at night will be closely checked by the patrol team.

All these actions of the Confederate Army told the Khaligardians that something bad had happened.

It was the first time that Halligard had seen such a tense state after decades of peace.

Look at the soldiers in front of you, and think about the rumors that have circulated wildly in the market in recent days. The citizens of Halligard will feel frightened.

The smart and wealthy people have adopted the methods used by idealists and have already moved out of Halligard with their families, avoiding the nearby countryside.

Ordinary people who can't leave the city will also use realist methods to lock the door at night and hide behind the door with a stick and knife.

The inner city of Halligard is no longer as prosperous as usual.

In the past, the night was the busiest time in the inner city, the luxurious hotels and the top brothels were full of traffic.

At this moment, the inner city is dark, and the gates of the gold-selling caves are now closed tightly.

Only one nightclub is still brightly lit, particularly eye-catching on the entire dark street, from time to time noisy music and dàng laughter can be heard from it.

The soldiers on patrol walked here, couldn't help but glance at them, and greeted them with disdain.

On the garden-style gate, there are big characters of Osmanthus Garden, which are shining brightly.

Everyone in Khaligard knows that this is the lair of Hadul’s second son Lakht, and it is also the first-class retreat in Khaligard, the gold cave where he spends a lot of money.

The Osmanthus Garden is Lakht, and Hardu is modeled on the famous rose garden of Ruman City. The high-end nightclub he created is similar to Ruman’s Rose Garden in terms of layout and sentiment, and even the name is similar to the Rose Garden.

Osmanthus Garden is a collection of various styles of āo charming girls, delicacies from all over the continent, and occasional oiran contests, auctions of female slaves or treasures, so it is called a paradise for men.

All the entertainment venues in the city are closed, and the Osmanthus Garden has become the only place for the young second generation ancestors who can't bear their loneliness.

Although the atmosphere is tense, Osmanthus Garden is more lively than usual.

The people gathering here are the children of nobles and generals. Although Haddou was still happy when he fell ill, because Lakht was here, the only people who didn't like it were anger but not words.

In a beautiful two-story building deep in the osmanthus forest, Almohad Prince Tuckerd and the second prince Gondórez were drinking with Lacht.

Lacht, the handsome custard boy, now looks haggard and exhausted. His eyes are bloodshot, red like rabbit eyes.

A long hair that was originally an artist was tangled up and untidy, and there were still wine stains on his clothes.

The second son of Lacht, who was originally self-admired, was as embarrassed as a homeless man.

Crown Prince Tuckerd put Lacht's shoulders on his shoulders, and bluntly enlightened: "He is nothing great, I didn't see him mess up things. As long as your father wakes up, Angel will not have to jump. , Depending on the mess he does, your father will definitely punish him severely."

Lacht had a fierce expression on his face, and the wine glass in his hand was heavily slapped on the table. The drink was splashing, and he said bitterly: "Asshole, he has bullied me from childhood to adulthood. But..."

Lacht's face collapsed suddenly, and he covered his face with his hands and said sullenly: "Father is likely to be unable to get up again. The doctor said that his old injuries have relapsed, and even the bishop of the temple can't help it."

Crown Prince Tuckerd and the second prince Gondórez looked at each other. Hardu's house had been sealed off for both of them. Neither of them expected that Hardu's condition had not improved, but it seemed that it had deteriorated.

Crown Prince Tucker patted the second son on the shoulder, and said: "That way, we would be even more unable to have Angel mess around. He is leading us to hell."

The second prince Gondores took a swig of strong wine and said angrily: "If he does this, let's wait for the vicious woman to chop his head."

Lacht shook his head and said frustratedly: "What can I do? Father's men listen to him now. I didn't see him deploying so many troops into the city. It is my brother who is guarded."

"It's not impossible," the crown prince Tuckerd clasped Lacht's shoulders and whispered in his ear.

Lacht's eyes lit up, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, grabbed Crown Prince Tucker with both hands, and asked anxiously, "What can you do?"

Crown Prince Tuckerd stared at Lacht closely, and said: "We can..."

Then he raised his palm and stroked his neck.

Lacht was stunned, and for a long time he trembled suddenly, and lost his voice: "Kill...Kill...Kill him?"

This thought was like a poisonous snake, making him instinctively scared.

His pale face became even whiter, and he said: "This...this is impossible... Brothers cannibalize each other, it's... he wants to go to hell..."

After speaking, he picked up the wine glass and took a sip nervously, but because his hands were shaking too much, the wine was mostly loose.

The two princes couldn't help but glance at each other, all seeing the disdain in each other's eyes.

This second generation ancestor is too much to eat~!

If I changed to the two of them, I would definitely start with my brother without hesitation. And there will be no psychological burden.

But right after that, they were taken aback and turned their heads hurriedly. I'm afraid that the other person will see through my own eyes.

Crown Prince Tucker coughed, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

He patted Lacht on the shoulder, with the attitude of a true friend, and said seriously: "Do you have a better way?"

Gondoles stretched his hands and said, "As long as your father doesn't get up and doesn't stop Angel, we will speed up on the road to death."

Crown Prince Tucker sighed and said: "Think about your mother, your lover, your friend, my dear Lakhter, can you just watch them die?"

"I..." Lakhter's face was uncertain, obviously struggling fiercely inside.

Prince Tuckerd and the second prince Gondórez looked at Lacht in silence.

For a full quarter of an hour, Lacht shook his head dejectedly and said: "But there are many guards around him, I can't beat him."

Crown Prince Tuckerd looked at Lacht's cowardly appearance, secretly proud of himself, and said in secret: What you want is your incompetent second generation ancestor.

Gondórez looked around, then jumped up and opened the door to look out. Then he reached Lacht's side and whispered: "We can find someone. There are many people in the city who are dissatisfied with him. We only need to lead him out, at the right time and at the right place, we can kill him silently, we can pretend to be a traffic accident, or let him die on a woman's belly."

Lacht thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Still no way. Without Angel, who will be this home?"

"You~!" Crown Prince Tucker patted Lakhter on the back and said, "My dear friend. You are the favorite son of General Haddou, and Angel has stolen your seat."

Lacht was dumbfounded, and pointed to his nose~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said, "Me? I... I can't, I can't..."

Tuckerd and Gondórez were so angry that they wanted to kick the second generation ancestor who couldn't help, and hated them but didn't dare to beat them. This kind of person deserves to be bullied to death, but don't stir this little white face Get up, let them bite the dog, and then bite each other to death plan is impossible.

Crown Prince Tucker said affectionately: "Second Young Master, believe me, you are more outstanding than him. Think about his achievements? Only participated in a few wars commanded by your father. And you, Second Young Master, you This Osmanthus Garden was created six years ago, and it is the annual military expenditure of your father Wan.

With this alone, your contribution to the Southern Army is unmatched. "

Lacht asked uncertainly: "Really?"

Tuckerd and Gondórez nodded at the same time and said, "As far as I know, many people see you as our hope for the future in the South. Second son, you are smart, wise, flexible, and broad-minded. You will lead us. , The South can survive this crisis."

Lacht's face was blue and white, and for a while he gritted his teeth and looked savage, and then he looked sad and depressed. ! .