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Chapter 395 Encountering the Amasir Nature Guard Army

Chapter 395 Encountering the Amasir Nature Guard Army

June 28.

"Attention, what we are facing is a group of forest dogs living in the black forest. They will be a little more violent, but they are still forest dogs after all. You all have corresponding experience--now the shield soldiers will help me, Shell, bring me The team went to the flank, ready to break into..."

"Dulululu~"

Azike's commanding voice came to an abrupt end amidst a sudden bird cry. After he listened for a moment, a serious look appeared on his face: "Lord?"

"It's time to come." Cyril looked forward - in front of him was a forest glade created after the black forest invaded the forest area, and there was a den of demonized forest dogs.

They originally planned to hunt and kill this group of forest dogs to practice their skills, but the chirping of birds told them that from the other end of the forest, someone wanted to get involved——

Azike then ordered: "The plan to hunt the forest dogs has been cancelled, and the whole team is on standby. We have a new 'guest' coming."

A few seconds after he finished speaking, he saw a figure galloping out of the forest in the distance, and returned to the Siliki Army's position at an extremely fast speed. His long brown wavy hair was simply pulled up in front of him. Behind her, bouncing up and down as she ran, like a horse's mane, was the captain of the Dawn Forest Patrol, Memphis.

"Lord, we found a human army, the number is about fifty." She conveyed the news smoothly, and Cyril nodded slightly, "Their clothes?"

"It's mainly turquoise. It's a little far away. I didn't look at it much, but it's coming towards us."

"Go and bring the archers."

"Yes."

Memphera immediately withdrew to the rear of the array and returned to the archers' camp—these novices still didn't know in which direction to launch support during the battle, and needed Memphel's guidance.

"The cyan military uniform, of course it's Duke Amasir's army." Atzke whispered, "I don't know which army the Duke is leading? Amasir's halberds, Amasir's natural guards Army, as well as the Amasir Jungle Brave, I think he should bring the Natural Guard Army, the standard equipment of sword and shield, plus some people carry crossbows, which are basically on par with Adlai Triton, and their combat effectiveness is extremely strong. "

"Maybe it's not Duke O'Connor who led the team himself." Cyril shook his head and said, "According to what Gene said, his eldest son, Hobart O'Connor, should be the most important thing to him. If Duke O'Connor wants to send Ah Marciel's authority has been transferred to his eldest son, so the one present should also be the eldest son."

"But I heard... Baron Jean said that Hobart is arrogant and domineering. He has the worst personality among their brothers. Although he has good ability, he has a bad reputation."

"Is there any good reputation among the O'Connor brothers?" Cyril asked back, and Atsk choked at this moment—he really couldn't think of any good reputation for these four brothers, Jean. O'Connor seems to be loved in this northeast corner, but in the middle, and other places, he is an existence that is disliked.

And the rest of the O'Connor family's children don't have a good reputation, and they can do things like snatching other people's territories, let alone other things.

Atzke could only shake his head in the end, and then stopped talking—the leaves in the distance were shaking violently, and it was obvious that another large group of people were marching among them without any disguise, and then there was a group of people holding silver-gray shields and wearing clothes. Soldiers in green and silver armor poured out of the jungle, and within a few seconds they were arranged in the open space of the forest.

"Amathir Natural Guard Army." Azike softly reported the other party's affiliation, and Cyril nodded.

And the person at the head sat on the back of a horse, with a hulking back, somewhat similar to Gene O'Connor. Judging from that strong physique, he was obviously not the Duke of O'Connor.Cyril narrowed his eyes slightly, and found that the man was extremely rough, holding a long knife in his hand, and the loud voice floated from afar, vaguely hearing words such as "Sen Dog" and "Suppression".

But it found the Siliki army almost immediately - after all, they were so openly arrayed on the flat ground, without any terrain cover, so the voice floating in the wind turned into a puzzled and sarcasm laughter.

Then Cyril saw the man waving his hand forward, and then the Amasir Natural Guards who had just completed their formation moved forward slowly, and after a while, Cyril, who was close by, could clearly see the faces of those soldiers—— Their movements did not deform, but looking at the soldiers of the Siliki Army, they all had suppressed smiles on their faces.

The leader was even more so. He lightly steered the horse under his crotch, trotted to the front of the Siliki army, and then a sarcasm voice floated above the Siliki army:
"Who allowed a group of ugly, moving lizards to enter the Koro Jungle?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an uproar among the soldiers. None of them expected that the other party, who is also from the power of Amasir, would actually come up and insult them—if Rhodes hadn't immediately maintained order, the soldiers might have died It's time to swarm.

But at the same time, there were two "puchi" sounds, which made the O'Connor family member immediately cast his gaze into the crowd, locking on a human and an... elf?body.

"You... what are you laughing at?!" He seemed to be furious, but the moment his eyes fell on Cyril, he swallowed back the swear words that came out——

Apparently he also knew he had almost insulted an elf.

The two who couldn't hold it back were naturally Cyril and Atske—Atske didn't expect to be as arrogant and domineering as wind critics; The guy who mocks people actually exists.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I just think that Master O'Connor is really majestic." Cyril walked forward slowly, and stood in front of the horse of Master O'Connor, looking up at the hulking latter.

Although he was at a disadvantage in height and standing, at this moment, Cyril did not show any sign of being at a disadvantage. Instead, he was extremely relaxed. He glanced at the other party with somewhat contemptuous eyes, and finally shook his head imperceptibly.

But this action was seen by the other party, but it was infinitely magnified - he showed an angry look on his face, and tightened his hand holding the long knife, and then asked sharply:
"Let me ask you, where are you from? Who allowed you to enter the Keluo Forest? The Keluo Forest belongs to..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the elf in front of him, who looked very annoying despite his appearance, rushed to say: "Isn't the Keluo Forest a part of Amasir? Is it a violation of La Rochelle's law to enter the forest?" Is it?"

"Or is it not the laws of La Rochelle that your Excellency obeys?"

(End of this chapter)

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