Old John did not wear knight heavy armor, but just hard leather armor.

It’s not that he can’t wear heavy armor when he is old… The lifespan of a professional is much longer than that of a normal person, and even aging will be much slower than that of an ordinary person.

Although Old John is in his forties, he now looks like he is at most in his early thirties, and this is because he deliberately has a beard.

If he shaved his beard and went out to the streets with his son, John Jr., and those who did not know them would definitely think they were brothers, not fathers and sons.

Giving someone to help with Armour is a ritual, which is usually done by a knight apprentice. If you ask your close descendants to help, you must tell him that it is almost time to go to the battlefield, and you should get used to the atmosphere of the battlefield in advance.

Little John was very excited when he heard his father's words.

As the sole heir, he was well protected before and never set foot on the battlefield.

The more you are not allowed to do, the more you will attract people's attention and attractiveness.

Little John had a special interest in the battlefield, but due to his father's orders, he never took the initiative to approach such places.

And now, there is no danger in front of you that you can observe the battlefield head-on.

Little John doesn't want to miss this opportunity.

Old John didn't want his son to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to teach on-site.

With the help of his son, Old John finished wearing all his hard leather armor. He turned to John and said to Little John: "Child, from today on, you will officially appear in everyone's sight as the future heir of Delbon City. It is also from today on that lark will sing your glory, the phoenix flower will bloom for it, and you will become one of the most noble people in Holevin."

Little John shivered with excitement. He knelt on one knee and looked at Old John in admiration: "I will love you forever, my beloved father."

Just when the city lord and his family were filial to each other, Roland and Jet were sitting in a small boat.

Although the sun above his head made people's hair almost burn, Jeter's face was a little pale.

Roland sat opposite him, flipping through the magic books taken out of the system's backpack and said, "Are you afraid of water? Don't you know how to swim?"

"No, I'm seasick!" Jeter smiled awkwardly, "This ship is shaking around on the waves, I feel a little disgusting."

Roland thought for a while, leaned out of the hull, stretched out his finger and pointed it lightly on the river.

With his fingers as the center, the river surface began to freeze rapidly, and white ice edges formed first, and soon formed a thin layer of ice with a radius of about five meters.

Then the thin ice layer thickened rapidly and soon became a floating platform with a thickness of at least half a meter.

The boat was frozen in it too.

Although the ice layer still floats on the water surface and slowly floats down the water, at least the boat is fixed and will not sway again.

Jeter was overjoyed, jumped onto the ice layer, stepped hard, and found that the ice layer was very solid, and exclaimed: "Damn, you are so powerful, what kind of magic is this? Ice ring technique, or a finger of ice?"

"None is not, it just simply converts magic elements into ice properties and injects them into the river surface."

"It's like dropping a little ink into the water?" Jeter asked.

Roland nodded, and he jumped out of the boat and stepped onto the ice.

A circular ice floating platform with a radius of five meters can be considered a big one if it is considered a river boat.

Both of them stood up and looked very spacious.

Because the ice was releasing the chill, the two gradually felt the temperature was very cool.

Jet looked at the ice floes under his feet, then looked at Roland, and asked his always-off doubt: "What is your current mana limit?"

"200!" This was not important information, so Roland did not hide it.

There are formulas to apply for the growth of mana value, plus the Explorer title bonus, as long as you are determined, you can clearly understand it. It is meaningless to tell lies and deceive people.

Jeter looked at the sky with a little sadness: "I'm only 82, so this is still the case with the specialty bonus. Everyone is a spellcaster, and the level is the same. Why do you think the difference between our blue bars is so big?"

Roland said helplessly: "Our master master pile intelligence grows, your priest master pile will, one has a high blue upper limit and the other has a fast return speed, which cannot be compared."

"But you have a special special blue return skill, double effect!" Jet looked at him faintly: "It's better than we don't know."

Oh... It seems that this is true. Not only is Roland's blue bar cap slightly more than twice that of Jet, but more importantly, his return to the blue is much faster than that of Jet.

Although priests do not have to learn spells like mages, they must use their mental power to communicate with the divine power of the gods and use the power of the gods to achieve the purpose of casting.

So things like blue strips are also very important to pastors.

"Forget it, ordinary people are incomparable to geniuses." Jet was also quite open-minded: "Do you think Old John and the others will be fooled?"

Roland thought for a while and said, "There should be a high chance of being fooled."

"Why do you have such inferences? We should not be very clear about the character of Old John."

Roland threw the magic book back into his system backpack and said, "I wonder if you have played online game of riding and chopping, which kind of people can lead troops?"

Jeter shook his head.

"The online game of cavalry and chopping is originally an imitation of cold weapon wars. I like to use light cavalry the most. Once you see someone alone or a little away from the large army, you will subconsciously take this opportunity to charge for one wave and leave with one blow." Roland said nostalgically: "Most of the time, you can achieve success. People who play cavalry have this habit of finding 'flaws', and even an instinct and quite confident. But sometimes, this is also a trap set by the enemy. When you charge in front of the earthlings, you will find that several troops suddenly rushed out from the side, surrounding you."

Jeter understood a little: "So you are trying to save others by yourself, thinking that Old John will definitely take action when he sees us 'dividing the troops'?"

Roland nodded: "I have played nearly 10,000 cavalry games in the cavalry online game. I have been playing cavalry for several years. I dare not say that I am invincible in the fights of the servers, but the winning rate is also very high. I usually only play cavalry and think cavalry is a royal army. Even in street fighting, I will use cavalry, and I am scolded by my teammates to death, haha."

"This kind of thought seems a bit like Old John!" Jet was stunned for a moment, and then he understood: "You are just the same type of people."

"So I think he has a great chance of 'charging'." Roland said in a faint tone.

Jeter was a little disappointed: "I suddenly felt that there was a big gap between me and you guys. Hawke was born as a civil dog, and with hundreds of refugees, he easily built an anti-cavalry trench position. You actually took advantage of the other party's instinctual character to make a move. In contrast, I could only go to the temple to pray and blessing, and it was useless. It seems that from today on, I have to read some books like psychology."

Roland laughed: "This is just my personal guess. Old John may not be fooled..."

Then Roland was slapped in the face.

‘Ding ~ Hawke shared an epic mission with you.’

Repel the attacks of the Delbon City Army

At this time, all four of them were in the teaming interface. When they saw the request to share the task, they directly clicked OK.

After quickly reading the content of the mission, Jeter looked at Roland with a contemptuous look, and his expression looked like an emoticon: Chang Wei, and he also said that you don’t know how to do martial arts!

Roland blew up, then he looked into the distance and said, "The plan was successful, but before we go to support Hawke, we have to settle some trouble."

At the upstream behind them, there were only two medium-sized warships flowing downstream, and they were very fast.

On the big white sail, the shield-shaped badge of Delbon City was painted.

At the same time, Hawke and Link stood on a tower, watching a fully armed infantry emerge from Delbon.

There were about 700 people. After they left the city, they came directly to the dock, and then they expanded their formation and surrounded the entire dock from afar.

A group of archers gathered behind the infantry.

It was estimated that about 200 people were about 200.

Link looked at the river and then turned around and said, "The river surface was blocked, but two warships were going downstream, probably to chase Roland and Jet."

Hawke took a breath: "It was all guessed by Roland. This guy is so scheming. It would be great if he could be pulled into our guild. I would be willing to give him the position of vice president."

Link just smiled and said, "I only recognize you, Vice President."

Hawke didn't care. He and Link had known each other in the game a long time ago and have moved to many games so far.

Although they have never met in reality, they are friends of the soul and the kind that understands each other.

Hawke waited for a while and said, "Go down and mobilize."

The two of them went down the arrow tower.

In front of them was an army of about 300 men waiting.

These people stood very straight, with their hands on the outside of their thighs, and their heads raised and their chests were raised.

Looks full of energy.

Hawke looked at them and said seriously: "We were beggars, dirty and lowly, nobles were unwilling to pay attention to us, merchants looked down on us, civilians were far away from us. No one was willing to help us, and now we finally rely on our own hands to live a good life, but... they seemed unwilling to live a better life. They wanted to destroy everything we have now, and they thought we were not worthy of living a good life. They wanted to step us back into the mud again! Are you convinced?"

These simple-clad soldiers had anger in their eyes.

"Now, it's time to test our integrity. Why are we born lowly? Why can't we live a good life? Why can't they ride on our heads and snore!" Hawke patted his chest and roared: "I don't accept it! Should I live on my knees or die on my feet? Let me shout!"

The soldiers blushed, their foreheads and necks popped up, and they raised their weapons high: "Stand to die!"

"Die while standing!"

"Die while standing!"

The continuous roar rushed up the clouds and scared away all the birds nearby.

Hawke pressed his hands down, and the soldiers immediately calmed down, but flames seemed to be burning in everyone's pupils.

"We can use our own hands, hoes and sickles to create a happy life for ourselves. Now, we can also use our own hands, take weapons, defeat them, let them face us, and even fear us, strip the word lowly from us, so that our descendants can walk upright on the streets of the city! We will not live in a place, will not panic when we see merchants and nobles, and will not feel ashamed of our identity!"

There was originally only anger flame in the eyes of these beggar soldiers, but now there is one more thing: hope.

Hawke chuckled: "So, defeat them and we can live on our feet!"

"Living while standing!"

It seemed as if the roars of hundreds of lions were heard at the same time, and the loud noise seemed to shatter the low rain clouds in the sky.
Chapter completed!