Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 65 Fairness Is Owned

In the afternoon, Alimara came with food, and the gentle girl was still thinking about those poor people, so she walked very fast.

But she didn't expect that it was too important for those people to be able to wrap their stomachs, so they still stayed in the urban area.

When the girl rode her horse over the hill, she saw that they were surrounded by several knights. They might have an advantage in numbers, but they were still too weak to face the knights on horseback.

Not only did they have plate armor, long swords, battle axes or other weapons, but even their horses wore mail armor.

To be honest, the combat effectiveness of the Bretonnian knights is based on the hard work of the farmers, which are supplied by the whole country.

And they're just a bunch of hungry guys who can't even polish the weapons in their hands that were tools a few days ago.

When the long sword was pointed at them, the girl felt compassion for the poor man who had traveled with her for a day.

She charged down on her horse, rushed through the encirclement with the fastest speed, and protected the robbers.

"My lords, they are not robbers, they are just servants of my family, I told them to wait here, because I am going to have a tryst with my lover in the city..." Ali Mara's cheeks flushed, making people feel that it is really the beginning of love girl.

The other robbers also hurriedly spoke. "That's right, my lord, it's true, miss."

"Yeah, yeah, we're just waiting here."

The knight was wearing plate armor and had a deep voice. "Then why did you just take out your weapons without explaining?"

When the knight asked back, the robber faltered again, his cheeks flushed.

Carloma was still witty and answered again and again. "My lord, you are fully armed and aggressive. We are the ones who are afraid and have made such an embarrassing behavior."

To be honest, Caloma's resentment towards the nobles should be the greatest. At this moment, his fists are clenched tightly, and he can't wait to hit the knight in the face, but for his companions and the girl who gave her life to help him, he still endured and even answered calmly.

His attitude and temperament are all made to be as close as possible to a real servant. If he didn't say that he is a hunter, Alimara might believe that he is an actor.

This seemingly seamless answer made the knights embarrassed, but it was impossible for them to be prepared for patrolling around here. They took out the wanted warrants they carried with them from their waists and began to look at the portraits.

Alimara immediately burst into cold sweat, because she knew that Carlomar was a real wanted criminal who kidnapped the lord's daughter and attacked nobles...

But she couldn't reveal her flaws at this moment, she could only pray for Tal's blessing, and only hoped that she, like her master, could turn danger into good luck.

Followed by the knights as they flipped through the pages one by one, God knows how many wanted criminals there are in Aquitaine, this matter seems long, difficult, like an injection.

Among the robbers, only Carloma had the most psychological pressure. He regretted that he was still staying here the most. If he wanted to behead his head, he would be fine...

Caloma made up his mind and took a deep breath.

Now the knights were watching page by page, Chang Chang finally stopped, stopped in front of Carloma, and kept approaching him.

He knew that when the time came, he immediately shouted to his friends.

"Run!"

Then he immediately pulled out the broken axe and used it to strike the leg of the knight's horse in front of him, but the rough axe did not break the armor. The knight's horse had mail armor, which was forged by the workers.

But this time, it may be the courage in it, or it may be the strength of the axe. The horse barked wildly, which caused several knights to lose control of their mounts for a while.

"Stop! Stop! Aloda!"

"Stay still! Honey!"

Gods bless, this little miracle flickers, but that's all.

Several knights hurriedly directed their favorite cavalry, leaving messy hoof marks on the ground.

At this moment, Kaloma's friends took Alimara away as quickly as possible. Their faces were ashen, and they let go of all their feelings, just to live.

When the knights stopped the restlessness of their horses, they found that the man in front of them hadn't left yet.

"Aren't you going to run away? Hunter Carloma, you kidnapped the lord's daughter, a heinous crime!"

Carloma just rubbed his messy hair, then threw away the battle ax in his hand and raised his hand.

"I surrender, my lord."

He knew that even if he resisted, he would not be able to delay the knights for long, he would just be taken away with a knife.

"My lords, I have nothing left. If you still have good intentions, you can only arrest me, and the others will not die."

Carloma raised his arm and allowed the knights to bind his arms. The leader of the knights was moved by him, took out a hemp rope and tied his hands, and tied them beside him.

He still had a kind heart, and he still felt that the prey was enough. Carloma didn't know about it, only that the knight agreed to him.

His "noble" mouth opened, and an oath was promised. "I promise you, sinner, but that won't let you escape punishment."

Carloma was led like an animal and led eastward by the knights.

Ali Mara saw it in the distance, but didn't do anything.

She knows very well that she can't change anything by herself, but as far as she is wanted, she can't be caught, at least until she completes her goal of finding an enemy.

She also has a green skin and a chaotic egg to deal with...

She retreated, but she still thought about what would happen if it was Master Roel, until she rode a horse and followed the robbers for a hundred meters.

She saw the fear on the faces of the robbers in front of her again, so frightened that she completely forgot about her leader and the people who protected them.

Only now did she see herself in them...

Especially that night, the night when Uncle was killed by Chaos.

If you can't save a good person, how can you complete your own path, isn't it the same as them?
After thinking for a moment, Alimara took control of the mount, and the horse's hooves crossed the hill, and kept running to the east along the path of the knights.

Facts have proved that Roel made the right choice at the beginning, and his chick has begun to turn into a handsome falcon!

She was like him, but not the same, but she too was a hero as she ran eastward.

In the distance, horseshoes...

Oh no... the mule's hooves kept coming. When Alimara just left, a handsome horse, the mule kicked up a cloud of mud, and the peasant knight rode on it with a firearm.

Roel's sixth sense has always been good, and Alimara has indeed been gone for too long, he soon arrived at the old tree, but there is no one waiting here, but messy horseshoe prints and eastward trace.

"what's the situation?"

Aquitaine is "simple and simple", and Roel really regrets that he let Alimara go alone!
Fortunately, the traces have not dissipated, and they can still be chased by following the footsteps. Roel can only lift his spirits and walk eastward.

(End of this chapter)