Chapter 724 Impossible
"Damn it." Pulling a scarf from his neck to cover his face, Earl Lavel quickly threw away the noble fox fur coat on his body, "The transport team goes first!"
The flange smugglers, regardless of the bodies of the men in the cloak on the river, jumped into the cold water and began to push the boat, while the striking reeds attacked closer and closer.
The pack horse was gasping in the reeds, making waves of dissatisfaction under the master's desperate whip, but it was still turning in the chaos.
After curled up on the rocks and trees on the river beach, the private soldiers of the refugees took out short swords, round shields and powerful crossbows from their waists or horses.
The sound of the crossbow bow strings tear opens the night, and the fibers brought out when the three-edged arrows drill into the reed stalks float like golden threads.
However, there were only jingling sounds from the reeds, and the floating golden threads were rotating and rolling in the air.
A knight who was covered in heavy plate armor but was able to move freely and even trot and jumped big appeared in front of many refugees.
Looking at the blue bee emblem on the knight's chest, Viscount Lavel's pupils were filled with blood in an instant: "Damn it! It's the king's guard!"
Lord Viscount's muttering was now covered by the shouting of "Shoot! Shoot!" by the robber knights under his command.
The rain of arrows from the crossbow fell on the Knight's plate armor, splashing blue Martians.
Except for the part that was deliberately thinned on the edge of the plate armor, all seven or eight feather arrows were bounced away.
The experienced robber knight had already reacted at this moment, stepped on the ground urgently, and stopped the car.
If they read it correctly, it should be Blue Bee Armor, which is the unique armor-forging technology mastered by the Blue Bee family.
At this time, Laville had no intention of covering the smuggling horses and fleeing. He just shouted, "Distract, enter the reeds, meet up with the old place!" and got into the reeds.
When the rest of the refugees saw that the situation was wrong, they immediately threw away their weapons and drilled into the reeds.
Lavel also deliberately cut the saddle bag of the pack horse with a knife in order to force the royal guards to stop and collect sugar.
The white frosting poured into the sludge, but the blue-armored knight jumped past, but three refugees and dead soldiers blocked his way.
"Get out! Untouchable!" The long sword slashed open like an arc, and three human heads, blood and the exploded reed floes flew up at the same time.
Lavel crawled into the reeds with his limbs, and the silk scarf sucked sweat, stuck to the icing, and shone with scales.
Feeling the sound of the armor behind him getting closer and closer, Lavel suddenly stopped suddenly, and his broken left hand suddenly penetrated into the rotten soil.
The plague-smelling rotten soil flew towards us, but the knight easily dodged his head and swung his sword and slashed it horizontally again.
A circle of reeds flew up, but Laville rolled over and avoided.
It’s a pity that the thorns and gravel on the ground hung the mask on Ravel’s face, and when he stood up again in the starlight, he showed his entire face.
"Raville?!" A muffled sound came from the Knight's neck armor, "Are you Viscount Laville from the 1420th Class of the Knights School in Virginesburg? It's me, Cosimo!"
Lavel said nothing, just waved his sword blindly.
However, the tip of the Knight Cosimo's sword rolled and slapped, and the sword edge struck through the armless arm, and Laville's elbows responded immediately.
Without the weapons, Cosimo directly hit Ravel's chest with the counterweight ball on the hilt of the sword, directly knocking him to the ground.
"Why?!" Cosimo's sword tip pressed against the jaw of his childhood classmate, "The portrait of your grandfather is still hanging in Wang Li Zhonglie's Hall! I'm staring at you every day!"
Lavel obviously recognized the junior brother, and he could not see any of the past youthful spirit and the joy of reuniting with the old acquaintance, only silent indifference.
"Tell me! Laville!"
However, Lord Viscount just sneered: "What does he have to do with me? Does he know my suffering?
He is alright, die, and has received honor and enjoys blessings. The royal family remembers him, but does the royal family remember me? ”
Lifting the bird's beak-shaped face, Cosimo looked at him in disbelief: "You are the founder of the Brotherhood of Xianzhong. Didn't we all agree to dedicate our loyalty to the kingdom?"
"Ha! Ha! Ha!" As if he heard some big joke, Ravel smiled strangely and madly, "The kingdom's men banned grain smuggling, but they were smuggling by themselves, and the millet was rotting in the barn."
Lavel grinned with blood-seeking mouth: "My father was hung on the maple tree. If I could not make up the inheritance money for the king, then after my death, my family would lose its status as a noble forever." "Is this the reason for your treason? It's just because of dozens of gold pounds of inheritance gifts?"
"Does of gold pounds? Do you think it's just inheritance money for dozens of gold pounds?
You have to go to the Heraldry Court to bribe the doorman, and to transfer the nobles to prove that the palace has to recognize it. Even if you write about the noble family background, you have to pay the Heraldry Official to pay the pen. "A nobleman of Laville was about to cry in his eyes at this moment, "Duke Vogie wanted to live a luxurious life, a palace, a regular army, and a musician and tax collector... For money, they could do everything!
Everyone has three gold pounds, so they have to spend five gold pounds, so that they can be decent! Only then can you overcome other nobles!
I love our Lea, but who loves me? ”
"Absurd! You are simply absurd! You, you..." Cosimo's face turned red under his armor.
"Do you think you knights with fiefdoms can rest assured?" With tears in the corners of your eyes, Ravel smiled like a night owl, "You have seen Wang Xian's cavalry in Flan, are they knights?"
Cosimo was silent for a while, and the voice under the mask was so disappointed: "Qianqian, you have never been like this before."
"Stop joking. The banquets in your palace are not expensive? The armor decorations for the martial arts competitions are not expensive? The prices of weapons and horses, the prices of monster meat, the prices of potions... which one is not expensive." Although Viscount Lavel was lying on the ground, the shadows were not enough. But it seemed to cover Cosimo.
Nowadays, many scholars have pointed out that with the introduction of cheap food and precious metals from the royal court, prices are soaring at an unsensible rate.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Prices are soaring, and the income of the nobles cannot keep up with the prices at all, and the Flan royal family has set off a trend of comparison and luxury.
No wonder the nobles in the empire crazily exploited the people. With extraordinary support, they dared to do so too much.
Aren’t these bandit knights who hang out in the suburbs with Lavel himself ever been knights like Cosimo?
But they were all bankrupt and lucky enough to join the noble cavalry regiment to receive a thin salary.
A knight with bad luck or extraordinary low-level ranks either becomes a wandering knight mercenary or a robber knight to rob the house.
Of course, the two often transform each other, and there is no difference.
The night fog of the Naoan River flows between them.
The tip of Cosimo's sword trembled, but for a moment he didn't know how to make a decision or refute it.
"Kill me." Lying on the ground on his back, Ravel's only half of his arms were left with black blood flowing in the night. His original madness disappeared, as calm as a starry night, "I've had enough, don't let me go again." Being shamed and humiliated."
A moment later, the knight's sword fell down, whistling with the wind.
When his head was thrown into a special lead box by his servant, Cosimo picked up Raville's cane.
"Captain, I'm ready."
Picking up the lead box from the servant, Cosimo stood there for a while: "Put these things away, I'll meet His Highness the King, and you send these stolen goods to the guild as a fine."
"Yes."
The Knight left in confusion and melancholy steps. After confirming it over and over again, a young guard immediately squatted to the sack of candy.
While the commander was not paying attention, he pulled out a sewn special cloth bag from the lining of his clothes and frantically pulled the blood-stained sugar on the ground into the bag.
"Are you crazy?" The companion grabbed his arm, "Aren't you afraid of being seen by the inspector?"
The young royal guard pushed his companion away with his elbow and lowered his voice and said, "The royal military pay is said to be issued later, and we will be suspended every month with a delay.
I posted half of it on the 10th, and I didn’t post it until the 15th or even the 20th, and I even disappeared without a look!
This thing is sugar. You can make 50% of the profit by selling it. If you bring it with you, it will be 150% of the profit. If you don’t take it, I will take it! ”
Filled with the lining pockets, the guards took out the black and shriveled firewood bag and continued to pull the blood-stained sugar in.
Looking at the guards who were pulling sugar in front of him, and thinking about the empty firewood bag, the companion thought about it over and over again, but gritted his teeth and threw the firewood bag to the guards: "I'll go and let me put it in, and I'll put it in."
"Okay."
(This chapter ends)