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Cont was ahead of him, and Rolf gave a brief report on the recent situation.

There is also nothing to report.

Looking at the position of a hundred meters on the south side of the central post station, a mercenary group of thousands of people has gathered there, all of them are holding their weapons tightly, and they are violent, trying to resist, you can know that the comers are not good.

Naturally, the good ones will not come to this barren Narun Desert!

"Let's go."

Kant nodded, his tone calm.

Gently knocked his crotch and the belly of the horse, rode forward, swept the group of mercenaries in front of him, and said lightly: "Go and meet my Uncle Dylan, heh, what does this guy want to do?" ”

"I guess I'm here to hang out." The corners of Rolf's mouth curled, and his face was slightly hideous: "It's just that there are more gifts." ”

"I love that word."

Kant turned his head to look at Rolf, and the corners of his mouth curled: "Gift." ”

The war horse under the crotch quickened his pace.

20 Lion Knights of Saarion as personal guards, followed closely by Kant and Rolf, one by one, with grim faces and eyes like lion's eyes, swept over the group of mercenaries in front of them, Baron Dylan and the 3 knights behind him.

In the perception of these lion knights, the threat of these 4 guys is undoubtedly the greatest!

And the rear is prepared.

30 royal knights, leading 200 knights in a charging formation.

1,000 Swadia light infantry, with a shield on their left arm and a Germanic sword in their right hand, lined up in four full rows, advancing step by step as the heavy cavalry in front of them strolled.

The appearance of advancing layers made the desert be trampled solidly, and the sound of uniform footsteps was made.

Elite troops.

The mercenaries, who pretended to be arrogant, trembled in their hearts.

If the mercenaries who look at the money really start a war with the highly disciplined regular army, they may not have a problem in a short time, but once the war is scorched, their own casualties are too large, and the speed of collapse is definitely faster than that of the regular army.

Defending the country and looking at money are completely two different concepts!

Kant rode closer.

Guarded by 20 Saarion Lion Knights, he had little to fear.

But in front of him, there are still 5 lion knights riding horses and holding shields, blocking the space in front of them, and strictly preventing mercenaries from having crossbowmen who are secretly targeting, which is the basic common sense as a guard.

A low-class infantry armed with a crossbow, who can kill a noble knight by sneaking up and shooting.

Everyone was extremely careful.

Including Baron Dylan in front, they.

In the face of Kant and his escort, who were slowly approaching, as well as the heavy cavalry and infantry phalanx pressing from behind, everyone looked at each other, and there was some disbelief in their eyes.

The handicraft-like armor worn on the knights was enough to amaze them.

And the heavily armed infantry in the rear!

Everyone is issued with chain mail, covered with linen robes, wearing iron helmets, and holding shields and swords, and their appearance is not weaker than those high-ranking nobles in the southern county of the Lion Principality, and the infantry trained for generations with the strength of the family!

How could Kant, the youngest son of the exiled duke, have such power in such a short time?

"Princess Sophia's heritage!"

Baron Dylan gritted his teeth.

For the hidden strength of the Silver Plate Kingdom still left in the Lion Principality, he also felt a little chill in his heart, even after more than ten years, it was strictly guarded year by year, plus the cleaning of the nobles, and now there is still such a strong strength, which can allow the humble little nobles to live in this barren desert in peace.

He was envious and jealous, everything Kant had now, and he was even more eager to borrow the heritage left by Princess Sophia again if he could, and get a new life!

To do this, he shook the reins of the war horse under his crotch.

Horseshoe stride.

A smile appeared on his face, and he raised his right hand to signal peace and greeting: "Xiaodde, if I'm not mistaken, it's been a long time. ”

"yes, Uncle Dylan, it's been a long time."

Kant smiled and nodded.

The attitude is very peaceful, just like in the old days.

It's just that the two sides are leading their troops into battle, but such an atmosphere is extremely weird.

Baron Dylan didn't seem to check, but still touched his beard and greeted with a smile: "You are still so handsome, I don't know how you are doing, how are you doing?" ”

"It's still pretty good."

Kant shrugged: "It's just a little trouble." ”

"Oh, that's a shame." Baron Dylan smiled: "I don't know, is there anything I can do to help?" Looking at Kant, he patted his chest: "If it's those gnolls, I don't think you have to worry, I brought a lot of servants and troops this time, just to help you deal with those uncivilized bloody bandits!" ”

"Thank you very much." Kant nodded again, and his tone paused slightly: "It's just that the trouble I've encountered recently is not those gnolls, but some other evil guys." ”

What Kant says of nature is the undead in the depths of the desert.

But Baron Dylan's face was slightly condensed.

He thought he was alluding to himself.

Sweeping the phalanx of heavy cavalry and infantry that was getting closer and closer behind Kant, he still suppressed the tyranny in his heart, and coughed lightly: "Maybe the trouble will be solved soon, I believe in your ability, Xiaodde." ”

"Of course, it can be solved." Kant smiled.

Kant is telling the truth.

The Baron Dylan in front of him, as well as his mercenary group, is really not a trouble.

The real trouble is the undead who are spreading.

However, after solving the rocky pass in the south and using the most brutal means to deter the nobles of the Duchy of Lion, Kant was able to gather his forces and focus on the undead invasion in the north.

This is a strategic approach that has been planned.

As for how to deal with Baron Dylan and his mercenary group in front of him, Kant didn't pay attention to it, just looked at him and nodded lightly: "Uncle Dylan, I am also very touched that you directly brought so many servants and soldiers to help me." ”

"But it seems that I am self-inflicted."

Baron Dylan laughed dryly: "You may not need me now, you can hold the territory." ”

"It's always been able to hold on." Kant smiled, and instead said: "Since you have come, then don't leave, there are actually many jobs in my territory that need help, such as digging salt, there is a shortage of miners, and your mercenaries I think are very suitable, so it is better to stay and follow me." ”

"You—" Baron Dylan's eyes shrank, swept over Kant's immature face, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak for a while, but he just opened his mouth, but his heart was beating extremely fast.

Kant is still that Kant.

It's just that the positions of the two sides are already different.

And Baron Dylan squinted, he still had a smile on his face: "Xiaodde, I... I don't understand what you mean, you know, our relationship..."

"We have a very close relationship!"

Kant interrupted him, still with a faint smile on his face: "So, you'll help me, won't you?" He said, emphatically, "My dear, Uncle Dylan." ”

But Baron Dylan's eyes shrank suddenly.

Swallowed slightly and foamed.

Cold sweat flowed out.

Looking at the immature Kant in front of him, the arrogant but respectful Rolf next to him, and the layers of heavy cavalry and infantry behind, he suddenly found that he seemed to have miscalculated something.

Very serious mistake!

That's...

At present, it seems that Kant is in control, the guy who originally thought he should be a puppet!

No!

Baron Dylan's eyes were a little alarmed.

His sanity brought him back to his senses quickly, and he looked at Kant's calm face, and his heart trembled.

That's not right!

Now in control...

It's Kant!

The second son of the young duke, just like his father, directly controlled all the rights in a short period of time during the gap between the transfer of power!

Including the current command of these troops!

"I..."

Baron Dylan apparently found out.

He opened his mouth, and suddenly realized that his plan seemed to be completely ridiculous due to the asymmetry of intelligence!

Just when he wanted to say something, a fiery red light suddenly burst out behind him, and the original vassal knight, taking advantage of the two sides chatting, suddenly burst out, drew the long sword at his waist, and instantly pounced on Kant with that scorching heat.

"Die!"

This vassal knight's eyes widened sharply, and his body was extremely fast!

The outbreak was very sudden!

"Wow-" "Wow-"

But he burst out suddenly, and beside Kant, the blood-red arrogance was even faster!

The two Sarion lion knights were already on strict guard, and the knight's sword at their waist instantly drew their swords out of their sheaths, and rushed directly towards the figure of this vassal knight, handing over the soldiers.

"When—"

The blood-red aura turned into a ferocious lion.

With a crisp sound, the long sword in the vassal knight's hand was completely cut in two.

And this vassal knight has also stopped his violent figure, and the whole person is standing in place, but there is a knight's sword flashing with blood-red anger around his neck, and the lion knight in front of him who is staring at him coldly.

"Explain!"

Rolf scoldly scolded.

The other lion knights had already put their hands on the hilt of their swords, and a faint blood-red aura could erupt at any moment.

Even behind them, those knights and infantry had already stopped when they saw this happening, looking coldly at this side, looking like they were going to charge at any moment!

"I... I..."

The vassal knight's face was covered in cold sweat.

He didn't expect that in just a few moments, he, as a great knight, would be easily restrained!

And the two big knights with unfamiliar faces were also covered with cold sweat, and at the same time, their eyes were full of haze, they didn't expect that there would be such an accident!

I didn't expect that there would be so many great knights around Kant!

There are 20 Grand Knights!

This made those ordinary knights tremble, and they stood behind Baron Dylan for a while, looking at all this in front of them in amazement, and their legs felt weak.

"Explain..."

Baron Dylan's heart was still beating the drum, and in fact his sideburns were dripping with cold sweat.

Looking at the pleading gaze of the vassal knight, their plan was to take into account that if the assassination failed, Baron Dylan would be responsible, and temporarily covered up this matter.

After all, at that time, they considered themselves at an advantage.

Even if the puppet Kant is killed, not only will it be fine, but maybe Baron Dylan can replace him.

It's just that things are impermanent.

It's even more unpredictable!

The puppet that Baron Dylan expected was not only not a puppet, but also a real big demon king, a terrifying demon who hid his strength behind his back, and made him fall into it.

I just wanted to stop this plan, but it was too late.

"This thing..."

Baron Dylan's hand rests on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Looking at Kant, he turned his head to look at the vassal knight again, and a hideous look suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he drew his sword out of its sheath, and instantly cut through the throat of his friend, the loyal knight.

Blood lines appear.

The sword slashed through the fragile throat.

Baron Dylan's face became solemn, and he said solemnly: "Attempting to assassinate Baron Kant is a capital crime!" ”

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