Ride and Cut

At first it was just a confrontation between a dozen forwards, but soon more people were involved. Until the city gate is completely blocked, no one should even think about leaving first.

　　Both parties are embassies representing their country's face, and the accompanying guards are all selected elites.

　　 Elite are all arrogant. Facing the enemy's sword, their eyes didn't even show a trace of fear. As for his own weapons, he has an extremely deep and unshakable confidence.

　　 They confronted in silence, the atmosphere became more solemn, like a jar of pure spirits, even if half a spark falls, burning it will be the only ending.

　　 The strikers and military attachés of the two sides have been constraining their duties, but the real story has not come forward.

　　 For the next negotiation, which side the chief officer comes out first to restrain the subordinates is undoubtedly weakened, so their choice cannot be wrong.

　　 "Boss, or let's rush in first." Gunther was already eager to try.

　　 Although out of consideration for the convenience of the journey, the top rushers like the Skall Dragoon and the Shire Centaur stayed in the Alpine Fort and did not move. But after all, the enemy is not too difficult.

　　 As a veteran who followed the lord of Alpine Fortress all the way, Gangmanzi should not be too clear-headed on the key issues. He can know the opponent's level at a glance.

　　 If you really do, the two groups of people in front will be very difficult opponents, but they are limited to difficult ones. If Chi Lengzi is willing to fight Wuxin, although there are only a few dozen people, with the unique physique and strength of the Alpine Fort soldiers, there is a good chance to directly penetrate and rush into the city gate first.

　　 "You still don't think it's messy enough?" Lord Lord rolled his eyes, he was very curious how to solve this problem.

　　 Reality didn't make him wait for too long. After all, the confrontation could not last forever, and the opportunity to break was just a trivial move.

　　Although Vatican also has a city wall, and there are paladins and guards stationed on the city wall, but I think with my toes, I must have seen no one who has been bold enough to draw a sword in this place for many years.

　　 So they inevitably get a little overly nervous, which is actually nothing.

　　 But the mistake was wrong. They tried to close the city gate and shut out both groups of fanatics.

　　 "Let's rush in!" someone in Stuart's envoy chanted, giving an order that should never be given. Several hundred people immediately began to exercise, and rushed to the gate that was gradually closing regardless.

"Belluni, you lunatic!" Pompeii's chief envoy, Prince Schmidt, who usually cherishes his words like gold, is a majestic middle-aged man with a beard. More than taking a car.

　　 He flicked his whip fiercely, and drove the horse to circle in place, his expression gloomy.

　　 "The mad king, the mad king, is unusual." Lord Lord sighed with emotion.

　　 From Prince Schmidt’s words, he also guessed that the other party’s order was His Majesty Belluni. Obviously he was here to participate in mediation, and the Mad King would dare to stand up to the possibility of completely offending the Holy Light Church because of the small problem of entering the city. This style is not compatible with the brain circuits of normal people.

　　 Now it seems that only the Stuarts can enter the city, because Prince Schmidt is simply accusing him and obviously does not want to create further conflicts. After all, he came with a mission as the chief and could not tolerate willful mischief.

but--

　　 "Your prince, let us rush too." Gunther yelled out loudly with his hands curled into trumpets around his mouth.

　　 Amidst a crowd of people screaming, no one would notice where the sound came from, but the effect was obvious. The Pompeii guard knights who had been unable to hold back for a long time immediately began to surge forward.

　　 Two waves of people who were fighting for the right of way collided. Of course, it couldn't be peace. In an instant, while cursing, they greeted each other fiercely with their fists and unsheathed swords!

　　 Lord Lord almost fainted and kicked Gunther's ass, "Look at what you did!"

　　 "Doesn't Prince Prince mean that?" Gang Manzi touched the back of his head with an innocent look.

　　 "Of course not!" Hutt looked at the chaotic scene in front of him and rolled his eyes reluctantly. "Are you hanging your head and going out just to look good."

　　 Gunther finally knew that he had stabbed Louzi, and he couldn't even bother to talk back, "Then what shall we do?"

　　 The guards of the entire envoy group were moving forward, and the alpine fort who had stopped in the same place was left alone at the end, looking at their lord in unison, waiting for him to give orders.

　　 "Damn, you are rushing, why are you still stunned?" Richard rolled up his sleeves, "Be careful not to kill anyone!"

　　 "Divide the pot after the fight!" Everyone in Gaoshan Fort shouted, and their brains surged up.

　　 As soon as these extremely sturdy giants joined, the unsteady balance of victory quickly fell to the naked eye.

　　 Their power is too exaggerated, and their martial arts are too skillful! Open the formation and rush forward, even if the group fights are also beating in a decent way, moving forward and retreating freely!

　　 If a human expert wants to knock down a high-ranking barbarian warrior, he needs at least four or five punches to have a chance. But even if he can resist the barbarian's punch, it can only be attributed to his extraordinary talent and strong capital. It is definitely a special case~www.readwn.com~ This kind of gap is in the duel of life and death in an instant, there is also Give it a go. But now everyone is fighting back, but they are still quite restrained, because they don't want to kill anyone.

　　 The speed of the sagittal assault formation of the Takayama Fort is simply jaw-dropping. Those who stand in front of them often feel that the light is dimmed, only to realize that the opponent who rushed up is much taller and stronger than him, his fists are bigger than Shi Lu, and he smiles extraordinarily honest...

　　 The only pity is that the Alpine Fortresses are still a little short in terms of identifying friend or foe. The Stuart armor and Pompeii armor seem to be the same in this group of wilderness hillbillies, so they are treated equally.

　　 The Stuart knights who fought with them were already lying on the ground and moaning, but many Pompeii knights were beaten.

　　 "Stop it!" Bishop Paul was the first to stand up and maintain order.

　　 As the highest attainment of Holy Light and Divine Art in the past three hundred years, he has already reached the rank of Bishop of Holy Sovereign. This rank is equivalent to the magician to the magician, and the sword sage to the swordsman. It is definitely a symbol of prominence.

　　 If you are a magister here today, as long as you speak, there will definitely be a final word.

　　 It is a pity that of all the magic arts of the Holy Light Church, one of them does not have the ability to directly kill. So apart from language, Bishop Paul has no good way to restrain the two sides of the fight.

　　 Everyone who has been in a fight knows that once the blood is on the top, if you can listen to outsiders, it will be called the undead.

　　 Even Richard didn't stop. It's not that he is unwilling to sell Paul's face, but he knows that since he has chosen to do it, he should stop trying to calm down, and continue to hurt his opponents is the best choice!