"Your Majesty, look......" The Southern Governor, Statun Koze, came from the front and stopped his horse in front of the fat man

"Send someone to sue them, surrender or execute them all in the name of rebellion!, I give them a choice" The fat man grinned slightly, and waved his right hand to the Governor of the South, Statunko,

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Statunko nodded hesitantly, and as the order was given, a black-armored cavalryman leaped out of the middle of the queue, and the horse's hooves rolled up a puff of yellow smoke and dust in the desert.

The sun shone on the armor of the black-armored cavalry, shining with a faint and inexplicable luster, with an oppressive aura, rushing towards the Mamunuk knights who were besieged in the middle

"Don't attack, I'm the messenger of negotiations!"

The black-armored cavalry raised the white flag representing the negotiation in his hand towards the nervous Mamunuk knight on the opposite side, and the war horse made an agile and beautiful emergency stop 20 meters away from the Mamunuk knight's array, and the flying smoke choked the Mamunuk knight on the opposite side with a full face

"What do you want to do!" the Mamunuk knights looked annoyed, but they didn't dare to act rashly in this situation, they gathered back to back, like a flock of sheep targeted by wolves making a defensive gesture,

They stared at the arrogant black-armored cavalry in confusion, and felt a nervousness inexplicably, although they always refused to admit that Mamunuk would be timid, but most of the Mamunuk knights were still nervously clenching their weapons, and their palms were breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Is General Bernes here?

The corners of the black-armored cavalry grinned, and in front of the five thousand horsemen who were tense with their swords, their casual right hands violently plunged the white negotiation flag deep into the ground. The negotiation flag fluttered, white and dazzling, but the Mamunuks felt that it was more like a blood-stained battle flag.

"General, this guy is too arrogant. Let me slaughter this guy who doesn't know how high the sky is high, and kill the spirit of the Northern Falcon Army," a bearded Mamunuk whispered in Bernice's ear with an angry expression, "We want these bastards from the north to know that we Mamunuk warriors are fearless!

"Shut up, don't you see that he's just a messenger, if you want to show your bravery, then go and storm the army on the other side," Bernes glared at him hatefully. Interrupting him sharply, Mamunuk stepped aside with an embarrassed expression, a hint of resentful annoyance flashing in his eyes

"I'm Bernes!" Bernis replied with his hand raised, and slowly rode out from among the scattered Mamunouk knights with a stern face, his eyes were blazing at the black-armored cavalryman who came alone, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the Falcon Army really deserved to be the elite who was known as invincible in a hundred battles.

This arrogant black-armored cavalry faced 5,000 menacing Mamunuk knights, although there was only one person, he exuded an aura that was not inferior to the five thousand Mamunuk knights opposite, but he didn't expect to jump out of the falcon army at random, they were all such outstanding figures

'Say it. What do you want to do" Bernes rode on his horse, patted his horse lightly with his whip, looked at the falcon cavalryman with a proud expression, and said knowingly,

"Surrender or be executed in the name of rebellion, that's what our majesty means!" the black-armored cavalryman sneered at the corner of his mouth, "You have ten minutes to think about it. After ten minutes, if there is no reply, even if you refuse, we will annihilate you on all sides. I hope the general will make a decision soon!"...,

"What do you say, bastard, what do you think we are?, can we be annihilated if we say annihilation?" the words of the black-armored cavalry fell like a drop of water into a boiling oil pot, and immediately caused a wave of invective among the grumpy Mamunuk knights,

They drew their weapons one after another, and surrounded the negotiating black-armored cavalry in the middle, for these Mamunuks. Surrender was a humiliation that could not be washed away for the rest of his life, and only Bernes, the leader of Mamunuk, remained gloomy and silent.

"Go back, or I'll kill you!" Just when a Mamunuk's knight shouted like this, Bernis, who had been silent for a few minutes, finally asked with a solemn face, "Who is your majesty?"

"Our Majesty is naturally the co-lord of the entire Ikadiva Continent, the great Falcon Dustan!" "Even when the black-armored cavalry was surrounded, his face did not change, but he said with a little disdain in Bernes, "If it weren't for the fact that His Majesty thought that you were once a warrior against the Normans after all, and he had promised Princess Nilai to do his best to minimize the turmoil that might be caused, otherwise, do you think that even your five thousand men need to consider negotiations?"

The black-armored cavalry looked indignant and contemptuous, and said, "From the northern grasslands to the kingdom of Wode, thousands of miles of land, under the wave of your majesty's hand, hundreds of thousands of troops are still wiped out, not to mention that you are only 5,000 people, as long as your majesty gives an order, my 30,000 invincible iron horsemen will crush you into powder."

"The boss on the other side turned out to be the Vichia Falcon!"

Hearing the name mentioned by the black-armored cavalry, Bernis's pupils constricted slightly, and the Mamunuk knight who was still shouting just now also turned pale, and suddenly lost his voice, as long as he was a professional soldier, he knew the meaning of this name on the battlefield, like a curse that could not be shaken off on the battlefield, an enemy that could never be defeated,

"What should we do?

Mamunuuk's face was like ashes and subconsciously took a step back, if the coach on the opposite side was really Vekia Falcon, then it would be a big joke that he was still clamoring for the so-called death battle here,

The fame of Vecchia Falcon, the undefeated god of war, has already spread throughout the Ikaduir continent with the destruction of the two continental powers of Ryordian and Nord one after another, even the Mamunuk, who were prisoners of war at the time, also felt an inexplicable fear of this name that represented the undefeated myth, under the wings of the falcon, no one dared to speak of victory lightly, not to mention the embarrassing situation of being embattled on all sides

"There are too many enemies. At least more than 50,000! Bernes roughly calculated the strength of the troops on the opposite side according to his own eyesight, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a dry tongue, if the commander was really a Vecchian falcon as the black-armored cavalryman said, in the case of a disparity of six to one. He definitely has no chance of breaking through, although Bernes is upright, but he is not stupid, but his habitual thinking as a Mamunouk knight makes him believe that bravery can conquer a qiē

"One minute left. Have you thought about it, General Bernice?"

There was a somewhat impatient urging sound from the black armored cavalry on the opposite side, and the black armored cavalry pulled out the white negotiation flag planted on the ground with his hand, and held it high, seeing his action, the black cavalry surrounded by him also slowly began to move, which was a signal that was about to erupt

The "whooshing" war horses are densely clustered, and the sword is as bright as snow. A bloodthirsty aura drifted in from all directions with the wind, and the Mamunouk knights also stirred, and they looked nervously at the approaching encirclement,

The distance of the opposing cavalry was about two hundred meters, and when they were close, they could even see the bows and arrows in the hands of the falcon cavalry on the opposite side raised high into the sky. Countless arrows flickering in the cold light form a starry sky under the illumination of the sun,...,

"The Falcon Army is a world of bows and crossbows!" The strange scenery in front of them made the nerves of most of the Mamunuk knights tense to the extreme, they all knew,

The Falcon army from the northern continent relied on strong bows and crossbows. In one fell swoop, he defeated the hundreds of years of continental overlord Rui Erdian, and conquered the vast northern grassland, once this dazzling point of light was shot out in front of him. This place will be turned into a blood-stained land of corpses in an instant,

The Falcon Army's powerful crossbow launched a high-altitude projectile at a distance of 100 meters, and even Mamunuk's armor could penetrate it lightly, and then it would be a bloody slaughter.

““10...... 9...... 8。 7,...... 6......" The black-armored cavalry counted down the numbers in his mouth and slowly raised the white negotiation flag in his hand. When his battle flag fell, it was the signal to attack

"I choose...... Surrender!" at the critical moment. Bernes finally came with a cry of pain, this sentence seemed to exhaust all his strength and energy, after shouting this sentence, Bernes even shook on the horse's back in some prostration, and the mottled pale sideburns on both sides added a bit of old age, and there was no longer the heroic spirit of the previous moment

"I'm glad you made the right choice!" The black-armored cavalry smiled, and inserted the white negotiation flag in his hand into the ground again, and the Mamunuks next to him all showed different expressions after a short period of sluggishness, some cheered loudly with joy, and some threw their weapons to the ground in extreme frustration, lying on the back of the horse and hugging their heads and crying,

"Bernes is still old after all!his heart can no longer be as firm as before" On the hill in the distance, the fat man saw the white negotiation flag once again deeply inserted into the ground, and a trace of relief flashed in his sharp eyes,

In any case, Bernis, the spiritual leader of the Mamunouk knights, still made a satisfactory answer, and as a result, the Mamunuks of Salander will no longer have anyone blindly believe that any brave can defeat a qiē nonsense, which is an extremely good thing for the Falcon Empire's rule over the south.

"Time is pressing, we don't have so much time to delay, leave one infantry regiment to guard, and the rest of the troops march according to the original plan!" The fat man turned around and rode his horse, and the whistling wilderness wind rolled up the red cloak behind him, and countless black cavalry followed, like a huge black rolling dragon, sweeping over the barren field, rolling up the yellow smoke and dust in the sky

During the siege of Bernes, the Salander army, which was heading towards the base camp in the Black Forest, had begun to prepare to cross the most complex storm zone in the desert, and the Sukh hunting cavalry force appeared on the other side of the storm zone at the right time

"Fifty degrees of oblique angle!" Bai Lingsuke, who was wearing a light white knight's helmet, looked at the enemy walking in the storm with a solemn expression, raised his right hand high, and three thousand chasseurs borrowed the light assault bows they were carrying from their bodies, and raised them in the direction of the sand storm overhead.

"Attack!" Countless arrows drew graceful white lines in the air, carrying the sound of the wind mixed with the sandstorm, like a metal turbulence caught in a storm, facing Ferrantir's army head-on against the wind and sand.

This is the windiest area of the Black Forest heath, about a thousand meters long, and the dust is swept into the air by the strong winds that roll up from the ravines. Like a huge yellow ribbon swaying in the air, if you want to shoot a target in such an environment, only the chassars who have lived in this desert for hundreds of years and have been accompanied by sand and dust since childhood can do it

"Poof! Poof!" The Chasseur's light assault bow, though lacking in firepower, was more than enough to deal with the Sky Cultists at the front of the line. The thin cloth robe was as thin as a piece of paper in front of the sharp arrows that were skillfully shot with the help of the wind, and the troops that were marching were like being swept by the sand storm, and they fell down in a mess...,

"Enemy attack!" the Sky Cultists' queue suddenly became chaotic. The religious fanatics in their robes were so stunned by the attack in front of them that they scurried around, almost disrupting the queue behind

"Leave them alone, everybody move on"

Ferrantir maintained it loudly, looking a little nervous as he watched the light cavalry who had quickly withdrawn in the opposite direction of the target after firing a wave in the distance, and shouted loudly to the somewhat disturbed heavy infantry queue in front.

"What is that bastard Bernes doing!Why are these chasers still chasing after us!"

The first wave of the rain of arrows of the chasseurs covered. As a result, the Sky Cultists suffered heavy casualties, and about 500 unprotected Sky Cultists were hit by arrows, and they screamed in pain, whether they hit important parts or not, they were foaming at the mouth and twitching all over their bodies, and the entire queue was completely chaotic. Although after emergency rescue

As the legend goes, the man who was hit by the arrow did not live and saw that he had five hundred dead. Even Hanigan, who likes to show off, is distressed and pumping,

"These despicable chasseurs! one day, I will hang them all on a stake with my own hands, especially a cunning woman!" complained Hanigan viciously,

"Rest assured, this is the fourth time they have been harassed. The more desperate they are to lure us away, the more they prove that their base camp is already close at hand!" Ferrantir exclaimed in relief. Looking at the poisoned arrow in his hand, he explained to him, "This is a unique wind whistling arrow of the chasseur, because the number is limited, it is generally not used, it is said that at the front of the arrow cluster, the venom of the most poisonous arrow frog in the Black Forest is smeared, and the throat is sealed with blood, even if the person who is hit by the arrow will not die immediately, he will die of suffocation due to shortness of breath, swollen neck, and squeezing of the trachea, which is quite troublesome."

The reason why the Sukh falcon cavalry is called the sharpest assault light cavalry is not only because they are fast, but also because they are equipped with this kind of poisonous arrows that are hopeless, which is also the secret that the Black Forest can stand for hundreds of years, even the bravest people are not willing to face such a dangerous opponent, it is completely like dancing a death dance with a poisonous snake, and they may lose their lives at any time!"

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Ferrantik's mouth, and his voice stopped and said, "But soon, this secret will be ours! With these poisoned arrows and enough food, plus the complex terrain of the Black Forest as a cover, even the Falcon Empire, which claims to be invincible in a hundred battles, will have nothing to do with us,

This is the meeting point connecting the central and southern regions, with this springboard, we will be able to go to the southern coast, we can jump out of the blockade of the falcon army, we will rebuild the kingdom of Salander, and then you will be the high priest of the kingdom!"

"What about that old thing?" Hearing Ferrantir's promise, Hanigan pursed his lips disdainfully and said, "Don't think I don't know, but you promised to honor him as the High Priest of the South! And this old thing is still your mentor, don't say that you don't have a little teacher-student relationship in it!"

"Temple, what else is there to mention about that declining religion!" the descendants of the Ferran family are really a bit ashamed to say this," Ferrantir sneered disapprovingly

"I did have plans to rebuild the Southern Temple, but judging from the current situation, the prestige of the Temple has long been much less than before, rather than spending energy in vain to rebuild an outdated Temple, it is better to respect your Sky Sect,

As you said in your new doctrine, the hands of the god of the sky should not only hold peace, but he should hold in one hand the sacred texts that propagate the doctrine, and in the other hand the sword of the conqueror!

"Haha. Isn't it, if you, the son of the sky, are also willing to join my Sky Sect, it doesn't mean more that my Sky Sect represents the true will of the Sky God!" Hanigan laughed proudly,

Just as the two were talking, the sand city storm in front of them suddenly stopped, and the two heard a shocking cheer from in front of them, "It's Umuto, it's the legendary capital of the Black Forest!"

The yellow-brown earth in front of me suddenly came to an abrupt end on the slope not far away, and beyond that there was a green and dense low shrub, and the trees began to grow more and more and bigger, and the trees that had grown there were only one or two alone, but now they were gathered in groups of three or five, and beyond that was a real forest, and a city full of strange style appeared before everyone's eyes, so that all who had passed through the sandstorm belt were stunned