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Chapter 232 Go up and give him two slaps

"Damn it! I am the lord of Hamlet!" When did the fat man receive such insults?Coupled with the extreme emotions transformed from being looked down upon by others with a certain inferiority complex, this blows him up completely.

"Knight, take him down for me! I want him to taste my strength!"

The fat man pointed at Disma and yelled furiously at Leonard.

It was just silence, no one responded to him at all, and the field fell into a strange silence.

In his opinion, the surprised expressions on the faces of those soldiers were in awe of his own identity, he was a nobleman!
The soldier's silence was largely due to the shock he said that he was the heir, but this did not mean that the soldiers were afraid, on the contrary, it was the beginning of anger.

This guy dared to pretend to be the lord, and he was still presumptuous here.

"This is blasphemy!"

"kill him!"

"Hang his head in the square!"

"..."

I don't know who yelled, those soldiers immediately exploded, and the crowd was furious, shouting to kill these people.

If it weren't for the strict military regulations, I'm afraid they would have rushed to kill them long ago.

The sudden riot finally made Fatty realize that something was wrong. He hurriedly hid behind the two knights, but there was a circle of people around him. No matter which way he turned, he could see faces that were furious and wanted to kill him.

The two of them are knights trained by Fatty's father. They are more or less level, and they are willing to come here because they have pioneering spirit.

Originally, I was a little happy to see these capable soldiers, because the new lord succeeded, and the old knight would definitely retire when the time came, so they could only take over these soldiers.

It's just that when the conflict broke out, they also realized that the situation was getting out of control. If these soldiers did something, they might have no way out...

If you want to say who is the most angry here, it must be Leonard who started with Lance.

Who is your own lord?

No matter what happens, he is calm and composed, rushing to the forefront every time, being kind to others, and majestic to the enemy.

How does it look like this guy?

When you are in a panic and let others take the lead, you can only yell and scold, and you have no ability to speak of.

Looking at this guy's appearance, Leonard and the others couldn't help showing disgust on their faces.

Sometimes after being with the lord for a long time, I actually forget what the nobles in the empire looked like, but today I will help them remember well.

But they didn't act rashly, but controlled the soldiers under them.

The clothes on those people did not look fake, and ordinary mercenaries could not afford such expensive knight armor.

They are still a little bit afraid of the nobles, and rationally told him that it would be better to notify the lord to deal with it.

"Silence! How did I teach you?"

"Forget the rules when you encounter a little thing?"

"What if this is a trap for the enemy to deliberately provoke you?"

Leonard spoke, using this incident to rectify the army, warning them that anger would make people lose their minds and make soldiers blind.

The restlessness in the army was quelled, but it was still difficult to stop the angry expressions of those soldiers.

Even the two knights couldn't bear the pressure of this kind of siege without attacking, let alone the fat man.

But this kind of attitude gave the fat man a wrong signal, that is, they didn't dare to touch themselves.

That's right, he is a nobleman, if these pariahs dare to touch him, they will only die.

For a moment, the fat man who thought he had seen through those untouchables began to yell and curse again, venting his panic.

"You goddamn pariahs, I'm a nobleman, how dare you treat me like this? Put down your weapons right now, or I'll kill you all!"

"Who are you going to kill?"

When a voice came, everyone in the army couldn't help but look over, and then greeted one after another.

"Lord Lord!"

This sound made the fat man feel strange. The lord here is obviously dead, and he is the heir to the lord. Why do these people call the lord?

Damn it!Someone must have pretended to have seized the status of nobility, no wonder these untouchables dared to doubt themselves.

The fat man looked over, his eyes were full of resentment.

I saw that the dense army formation separated in an orderly manner, and a tall and imposing young man walked out of it, and beside the young man was a tall white wolf.

Where had the fat man seen such a ferocious beast? The moment his wolf eyes looked over, the fat on his face trembled.

When Leonard saw the lord approaching, he quickly dismounted and came to the front to report quickly with a few words.

And Lance's eyes turned away from the fat man and turned to the soldier who was beaten up.

It can be seen that the soldier's head was kicked violently, his face was rubbed against the ground, his nose bleeds, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was so dazed that he couldn't concentrate at all, and he obviously had a concussion.

Lance hurried over and reached out to help him sit up, and at the same time activated [Flesh Reconstruction], the powerful force healed his most serious injury, leaving only a little flesh wound on the outside.

The soldier felt the pain subside inexplicably, and the blurry scene in front of him slowly recovered, and what appeared was the face of the lord.

"Are you okay?"

"My lord... I failed to complete the task..." Xiao Bing couldn't help but feel a little wet at this moment.

He was actually only 14 years old, and he tried his best to stop the passerby, but obviously he was no match for the two guards.

"It's okay, you did a good job." Lance raised his hand to wipe the shoe prints on his face, anyone could see the love.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of everyone, the fat man looked inferior in comparison, and the soldiers knew that this was the lord they were loyal to.

The soldiers also became quiet, there was no anger in their eyes, and their eyes fell on the lord, any negative emotions were smoothed away, only firmness.

But this scene deeply irritated Fatty. What made him more unbearable than insults was ignorance. That guy just glanced at him and went to find that pariah. Who the hell is the master here?

I was looked down upon by the nobles in the city, and even looked down upon by the untouchables when I came here, so wouldn't I be in vain?
Sure enough, these untouchables on the border are barbarians!

"I am the lord here! How dare you pretend to be a nobleman, a pariah!"

Hearing the ugly yelling, Lance glanced at it, helped the wounded soldier to stand up, then raised his finger to the fat man, "You, go up and give him two slaps."

His command made everyone on the field unresponsive, the wounded soldier actually walked towards the fat man, not to mention asking him to slap him twice, even now he didn't hesitate to let him die.

"The knight protects me."

The fat man yelled and hid behind the two knights, and the two unlucky ones didn't know what to do, but they could only stop the soldier and signal at the same time.

"There must be some misunderstanding, my lord is an imperial nobleman, do you want to challenge the empire?"

"The person who beat me is useless even if the emperor comes today." Lance questioned with a cold face, and raised his finger, "The Musketeers are ready, those two guys will shoot me if they dare to move. "

The soldier didn't hesitate for a moment because of the other party's noble status, but instantly pointed hundreds of guns at them, which directly scared the two knights.

Leaving aside the arrogant words, what is more important is that their armor is ordinary knight armor, which cannot block bullets, and it will definitely become a sieve after one round of shooting.

In the face of the fear of death, someone can explode with superhuman strength, but it is obviously not the two of them.

The wounded soldier walked directly between the two, and the fat man could feel the two guards suddenly freeze, backed up hastily, and called out at the same time.

"Damn, why do you listen to him, I am the lord, save me!"

The two knights didn't move. They didn't believe that these people really dared to kill the nobles. At most, they would beat them up. It's better for you to be beaten than us to be shot.

They were not this guy's confidantes in the first place, and the guards were just to obtain the knight status and the fief. Now it seems that it is normal to make some choices when they have no benefits and face danger.

Looking at the wounded soldier who was approaching, he seemed to realize that he was constantly retreating and shouted at the same time.

"No! What are you going to do? I am the lord here, I am a nobleman!"

These words seemed to anger the wounded soldier, and his footsteps sped up immediately, which made the fat man subconsciously speed up and retreat, but his physical fitness was ridiculous, and his fat body fell heavily to the ground when his steps were crooked. stained with dirt.

And the wounded soldier also rushed over, and when he went up, he slapped the fat man with two slaps.

He has never played a nobleman before, and now he feels that the hand feels really good, and he will be able to play for a lifetime in the future.

"Report sir! Complete the task." The wounded soldier turned around and reported.

"Now do you know who is the lord here?" Lance looked very casual, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the expression of looking at the fat man.

The fat man covered his burning face. No one dared to beat him when he was so old, let alone the untouchable who was beaten by him just now.

What made it even more unbearable for him was the contemptuous gazes of those around him. Anger and aggrieved lingered in his heart, and he fell into madness under tremendous pressure.

"what!!!"

"I am going to kill you!"

But Lance didn't care what he was doing, but turned his head and asked the wounded soldier who returned to the team loudly.

"It's impossible for this kind of thing to hurt my soldiers. Tell me what happened at that time?"

The wounded soldier briefly explained the situation. He and another soldier were on duty at the intersection. When these three guys came in, they naturally stopped them.

When they heard about the status of the nobles, they were not sure, so they could only tell them to wait a while, and the other one would report back.

But it was obvious that Fatty's character did not allow ordinary people to provoke him at all, so he directly encouraged the two guards to knock him down.

"You were knocked down so easily. Tell me how you usually train? Go back and heal your injuries and add two sets of basic training." After the performance, Lance began to be tough. feel weak.

"Yes!"

The wounded soldier didn't think there was anything wrong with it, he had indeed embarrassed his lord.

"Return to the team." Lance waved his hand, then turned his gaze to the two guards in knight armor, and the two also realized that something was wrong.

After looking at Lance, he said directly, "I know what your responsibilities are, but you have to pay a price if you dare to do anything to my people.

Now I will give you a chance. I will choose two people to fight with you. If you win, you will survive. If you don’t win, you will stay forever. "

Lance said that this was not a discussion with them, but a declaration that they had no right to choose.

"Reynard, teach them how to attack knights; Barristan, teach them how to defend knights."

Lance didn't intend to do it himself, and it's not his turn to do this trivial matter.

Leonard walked up with his sword, and Barristan also raised his newly replaced shield. Seeing that the two of them didn't react too much, it seemed that the one in front of him was not a knight, but a miscellaneous fish.

Before Leonard and the others moved first, the two knights started to move, waving the knight's long sword in their hands, showing solid fighting skills.

But it's a pity that his opponent is a warrior who survived the cruel Eastern Expedition, and a veteran who wandered between life and death countless times.

Only when the two sides formally confront each other did they realize the gap, but what was even more frightening was that the opponent was not in a hurry to deal with him, but instead was slowly forcing, even playing...

"Look carefully, this class is very rare." Lance stood on the periphery and mentioned a few words from time to time, explaining the fighting style and weaknesses of those knights to the soldiers, which clearly meant using them as teaching tools.

Two imperial knights serve their soldiers, is that a small blessing?
No matter how you say it, the two knights were trained from a young age, and through hard work, they climbed up step by step from the knight retinue, and their reaction was a kind of humiliation in the ears of the two knights!
A more powerful attack broke out for a while, trying to reverse the situation with all their strength.

The practice of humiliating officials to death is not very popular nowadays, but now they are fighting for their own lives.

It's just that they are not the disciples of the Ascension Church who can explode, and if they are really capable, they will not be guards for this waste.

If it wasn't for Leonard and the others' intentional delay, the battle would have ended as soon as they met.

The two knights were exhausted in less than 5 minutes, and this is also the level of normal people.

It's just that the two knights understand that there is actually another way to get out of the current dangerous situation, and that is...

After a sword fight, one of the knights pretended to be invincible and stepped back quickly, but charged towards Barristan, forcing him to divert his attention, while the other also reacted and quickly got rid of Barristan.

And the two of them didn't want to escape. On the contrary, the target was obviously Lance who was standing aside.

They can see that this person is the actual controller of the audience, as long as they can hijack him, they can turn the situation around.

"Do I look easy to bully?"

Looking at the two people attacking, Lance had a strange look on his face, and raised his hand to press down the musket raised by Disma beside him, "Wangcai!"

I just don't know why the others didn't intend to stop him at all.

This person didn't care about so much anymore, he burst out with the last strength and rushed over, holding the long sword tightly in his hand, ready...

(End of this chapter)