The Emerald Tower

York City, as the'barrier' facing West Ti, was built like a military fortress. The towering walls and arrow piles are densely packed like the surface of sunflowers, and later on the wall At one point, it was a huge machine shrouded in black and green oilcloth.

Catapult and crossbow!

Dean, who just saw a corner, was so sure.

As the team gradually approached, through the city gate in front of them, everyone saw an extremely wide street——

"It's okay for ten carriages to run side by side on such a wide street?"

Chad and Maher were speechless.

As a comparison, Vauban and Horsh city naturally jumped into their minds, but the next moment, they all shook their heads.

This is simply incomparable.

The city of York in front of them was not only big, tall, and wide, but also far surpassing Vauban and Horsh. Moreover, standing at the gate of the city, they easily saw the pedestrians on the street. , Not only with swords, but also leather armor, heavy armor and so on.

Within ten minutes, they didn't see anyone with their bare hands.

"These people are all soldiers!"

Mach couldn't help muttering to himself watching the way those people walked.

"York City has no civilians. The civilians in Yorkshire are concentrated in the territory of the two sons of the Marquis of York—Seth City and Typhon, as well as the four subordinate towns. Among them, Seth City is nicknamed The eldest son of the Marquis of York of "Little York" is in charge. York is in charge. Some people call him York in the order of birth, while the rest is Deren York. The second son of the Marquis is in charge!"

Lauder served as a commentator. A general introduction to Yorkshire.

"Well, then, are there really soldiers in York? Such a big city. How many soldiers are there?"

Chad let out a low exclamation, and then subconsciously asked.

"The entire county of Yorkshire has at least 30,000 soldiers, and in York, the number of permanent soldiers will not be less than 20,000!"

Lauder gave another number that surprised Chad and Mach.

After all, the knights that the two belong to are two hundred people at full play. This still counts the recruits, but even if it is a comparison of two hundred and thirty thousand...

It really makes people feel powerless and shocked.

"Sure enough, it is the'barrier' to the west of Jade!"

finally. The young people of the Fecharen Knights were amazed in this way.

Hearing this kind of admiration, Dean, who was standing with the Grand Duke Swordsman Master, felt a little gloomy in his heart-he knew very well that Yorkshire was the final result of the seemingly huge number of soldiers.

With the death of his commander in action, he was defeated, completely defeated.

The old Marquis of York did so well, so good that he almost formed faith in the hearts of the Yorkshire garrison, and once the faith collapsed...

The result is self-evident.

Even with a strong, tall city, there is no way to hide the panic.

"Dean, what did you think of?"

The Grand Duke's swordsmanship looked at Dean's slightly changing face and asked subconsciously.

"Nothing. I'm just thinking about commanding a team of tens of thousands of people in battle... What is that feeling?"

Dean smiled to hide what he really thought.

"Are tens of thousands of people fighting? Just arrangements at all levels can keep you up for three days and three nights!"

The Grand Duke's swordsmanship was startled. Then he chuckled lightly.

As the swordsman of the Emerald Grand Duke, in order to ensure the safety of the south, bandits and pirates are their opponents, especially the latter.

The Pirate Alliance, which was once prosperous, dispatched hundreds of warships and a team of more than 15,000 people to attack Nangang County.

These were all blocked by Grand Duke Emerald, and even beheaded the pirate king, so that the entire pirate alliance collapsed and separated.

Therefore, the Grand Duke Swordsman has truly participated in the battle of tens of thousands.

However, it was just a naval battle.

"If I don't sleep for only three days and three nights, I think I can live with it!"

Dean smiled expectantly.

"Of course!"

The Grand Duke's swordsman also laughed, full of confidence in Dean.

After all, according to Dean's growth rate, one day in the future, commanding a legion to fight will naturally be no problem.

Tap, tap, tap...

A rush of horses hooves sounded, and a cavalry team of thirty men suddenly appeared from the far end of the street, and then appeared at the city gate like the wind.

At a distance of about ten feet from Dean, he stopped steadily.

Just like the clouds and flowing water in the same company, without the slightest stagnation.

Shows the superb riding skills of these knights.

"Lord Lund!"

The Grand Duke's swordsman shouted loudly to the opponent leader, with a touch of respect in his voice.

Lund, the chief guard of the Marquis of York, the oldest silver knight in the entire Emerald Kingdom-when the Marquis of York was a young man, Lund was the silver knight, and he has been assisting the Marquis of York, step by step. From the second son of an ordinary baron to the minister of military affairs for the entire jadeite, then, in the northern important town that directly controls the entire jadeite, the original territory has expanded more than a hundred times.

During the period, the Lord Lund contributed a lot.

You know, the early teacher of the Marquis of York was the Lord Lund.

There are already some gray hair, and the same gray beard, the wrinkles on his face are like tree bark, but his eyes are extremely bright.

The opponent is already about 130 years old. Although there is still a considerable distance from the limit of the silver knight’s lifespan, the injuries left by countless incidents made this Lord Lund obviously unable to achieve the true meaning. The life limit of the silver knight-in fact, most knights have life limits beyond ordinary people, but none of them are dead, even gold knights. Most of them died in battles and battlefields.

This. In itself is one of the destiny of the knight.

"Little Qiangwei. It's been a long time!"

The old man laughed loudly, looking very happy.

"It has been three full years, and since the Marquis of York left the Emerald Capital, we have seen fewer and fewer meetings! Lord Lund, this is Dean Ken Zelgaon!"

The Grand Duke's swordsmanship nodded with a smile, and then turned sideways and introduced Dean to the oldest silver knight in the Emerald Kingdom.

"Dean Ken Zelgang. I know! The descendants of Frost and Fire Dragon, the owner of the talent of giants...one of our future golden powerhouses!"

The old man looked at Dean, felt the breath on Dean's body, and checked Dean's state at the moment. With experience, he discovered the essence of outer pine and inner solidity, as well as the essence of a silvery breath, he not only nodded slightly , There was appreciation in his eyes—he was quite clear, the young man in front of him. The completion of the knight baptism is only a few months ago, even. I haven't even arrived for half a year!

And in such a short time, it can reach such a degree...

Genius is nothing more than that!

Moreover, almost subconsciously, the old man thought of their old opponent: King Xiti!

Dean in front of him was so similar to the King Siti.

If you can cultivate carefully since childhood, maybe...

Instinctively, the old man thought of the only regrettable thing.

However, the old man did not show it. Instead, he stepped forward in a friendly manner, welcoming the young man with knight manners.

"It's an honor to meet you, Lord Lund!"

Dean responded respectfully.

The age of the opponent and the character of the knight are enough for him to do this.

The humble and polite Dean obviously gave the old man a reason to admire more, and he couldn't help but nodded, and then went straight into York City on horseback with Dean and the Archduke Swordsman.

Looking at York City from the outside, you can feel the size of York City.

And when you are in York City, that kind of big becomes more concrete, because in it you appear very small-a feeling of smallness instinctively arises from the heart of anyone who enters York City In front of the tall, completely stone building, the oppressed could hardly raise their heads.

"Train your mood and vigor..."

After taking a glance, Dean understood that these buildings had a greater role in addition to the defensive role, and the Marquis of York, who was able to arrange such a city, obviously had the help of a wizard, and more than one talent Correct.

However, this kind of exercise is of no use to him.

Dean, who has experienced countless **** battles, has long since been tempered with a steel-like toughness.

Among his subordinates, except for Lauder who was fidgeting, the remaining young people, after the initial maladjustment, immediately moved freely.

Real blood is always more useful than ‘simulation’.

And this scene surprised Lund and his subordinates.

Looking at the young people's gaze, there was a little less contempt, and a little more solemnity. When they got rid of the suppression, they clearly smelled a familiar smell from these young people: a strong smell of blood!

Undoubtedly, these young people are masters who have experienced more than one actual combat.

No, that kind of guy with nothing.

Looking at the eyes of the young people of the Fecharen Knights~www.readwn.com~, as time passed, they all began to be placed on Dean.

Did he train it?

The knights, including Lund, subconsciously thought this way.

"This time, the Lord Marquis will be surprised!"

Thinking of the suspicion that the Marquis of York had shown before, and the arrangements that the Marquis-sir’s character would make, Lund couldn’t help laughing.

As a dying old man, he had already seen his family, fame, and money.

There is only one thing this old man never forgets--

hope!

Emerald hope!

He looks forward to seeing hope!

ps first update~ (to be continued...)()