After coming out of the dense forest, almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, everyone thought that the most likely attack on this trip was the Tashidun Forest, which stretched for hundreds of miles.

Although this forest in the northeast of the Kingdom of Francis is far less vast and dense than the Bart Forest in the south, the endless dense bushes are still uniquely protected by the attackers.

In fact, when Ribo or the Prince Delizhi saw the dense forest, they couldn't help but remember the thrilling scene he encountered in the Batter Forest.

That attack was even more impressive to Ruibo, because it was in that jungle, in the sky, and in the arrows that looked like locust plague, that for the first time in his life, and it was also the first time in his life that he had taken away someone else's life.

If he was deceived by the little thief and left Nangang where he raised him, he began to step onto this thrilling stage of life, the attack in the Bart Forest was the first performance to begin.

Looking back on the past, Ruibo sighed infinitely, and he suddenly became extremely nostalgic for the past.

Looking at the Tashidun Forest in the distance, the towering cedars were not found in the Bart Forest.

Although it is also a forest, Rebbo always feels that the Batter Forest he is familiar with is completely different from this place.

In the Bart Forest, the dense canopy and crisscrossing branches completely blocked most of the sunlight, except for the Tongjun Avenue, the rest of the place seemed extremely dark.

But here, at first glance, there are all straight cedars, and the pointed treetops penetrate the sky, and the sunlight easily falls on the ground, bringing a bright spot to the earth.

There were sounds of cutting wood from afar. The thud sound was extremely crisp and pleasant. You could hear it from the sound that the wood in Bart Forest was obviously far inferior to that here.

Come out of the forest, and your eyes gradually open up. At first glance, you can see the rolling hills everywhere.

The sunny side of these hills is covered with bushes of short shrubs, dotted with small blue and white flowers, and the sunny side is covered with delicate and smooth grass, which looks like a green silk tapestry at first glance.

The troughs of the hills are covered with farmland, and the dense crops are growing vigorously, desperately catching up the soil that originally belonged to the hills.

It is obviously a rest time now, and the farmers are leisurely leaning against the hills and chatting there.

Occasionally, one or two young people chased and played on the hillside, adding a little bit of vitality to the leisure and tranquility scene.

"Is this the Pis Hill?" asked Rebow. "What a beautiful place."

"I think you are very interested in all this now, but you will definitely feel bored after a long time. You belong to Southport, Serthburgh, Frank, and not here." Frera next to you said sarcastically.

"It's hard to say. I've never experienced such a life. Maybe it's very suitable for me. I'm looking forward to being free in the future and coming here to spend a quiet vacation and enjoy another way of life." Ruibo said leisurely, looking at the scenery in front of him, he seemed to have become calm and peaceful.

"I bet you will definitely not be interested in such a life, because like Mr. Dumilier, you will gradually understand that peace is another kind of pleasure unless you are old and weak." Frera said, and this time there was no sarcasm in her tone, but it seemed like a deep sigh.

"What a pity, Mr. Dumilier did not come with us this time, otherwise he could take a look at his hometown that he had been away from for many years." Ribo said.

"This may not be a good idea. For some people, they are full of feelings for their hometown, which is always the place they miss the most. Boss, Mail and you are undoubtedly a typical example, but for others, they never want to go back after leaving their hometown. This is what Mr. Dumilier is like, for him, the hometown has no nostalgia. These people are so-called people without roots, they float and don't know where to go in the end." Speaking of this, Frera suddenly became silent, which obviously made her think of herself.

Feeling that the atmosphere was very bad, Ribo quickly changed the subject: "You said, will we still be ambushed along the way?"

"It's hard to guarantee this. No one can tell what Prince Phillips is planning. Maybe he will give up his plan to leave Prince Delizhi in the Kingdom of Francis because he is concerned about the safety of His Royal Highness the Princess of the Kingdom of England. Maybe he doesn't care about the narrow island country at all, and plans to give us an unexpected surprise in front of us." Frera said calmly.

"But all the way thereafter was under the jurisdiction of Duke Dumilier. It must be that easy to send soldiers into the Duke's territory to kill a foreign prince." Ribo said.

"What's so difficult? Although it's close to the Kingdom of Deli, the Pes Hill has always been a place without any military value. Moreover, the Dumilier family has been peaceful 'farmers' for hundreds of years, even when they were fighting, and it was relatively calm." Frera said: "So all members of the Dumilier family thought that it was a fool to station a large number of troops here."

"Will the Delizhi Kingdom easily enter? Can you enjoy peace with peace just by relying on a mountain range?" Ruibo asked in confusion.

"Why do you ask me such questions? I am not good at military affairs? Do you think girls will learn this knowledge, or are they interested in leading thousands of troops?" Frera glared at Ruibo disapprovingly and said.

Ruibo thought about this, but he was not interested in the answer, so he no longer wanted to ask the bottom line.

While chatting, suddenly a chaotic noise came from afar, and then the originally speeding carriage suddenly stopped.

Almost subconsciously, Ruibo flipped his wrist and took out the dagger, and pulled out the thin thorn sword tied around his waist with his other hand. The thin thorn sword's body and sharp blade flashed with a blue shimmer.

The Prince Ing once thought of challenging Ribo again, and it was the blue ray of light that completely dispelled the stupid idea.

At this moment, Frera had already lifted up the seat cushion, lowered her body and hid in the narrow space, which was the safest place.

There was panic around, and Ruibo looked out the window and saw the guards and guards rushing forward in a steady stream.

Ruibo carefully pushed open the car door and jumped out of the car.

He looked up and saw that Kelle, who was originally sitting on the right side of the coachman, was no longer there.

Rebow felt a little relieved. Since Kelle had taken action, the danger was much smaller.

He stopped a soldier and asked, "What the hell happened?"

"Sir Earl, it seems that a carriage has overturned in front of us. If we don't come back, we will not be able to set off at all. The carriage is full of firewood and blocked the entire road in an instant." The soldier replied respectfully.

Just as he was talking, a majestic command suddenly came from the front: "Don't panic, everyone returns to their posts and protects your respective carriages."

Rebow could hear it at all, and the command came from His Highness Prince Henride.

However, no one was willing to obey the orders issued by this foreign prince.

At this moment, Ribo also felt a little strange, and he looked at the chaotic guards.

The only thing that is thankful is that the Paladins are still staying at their original posts, and only a few Paladins in charge of patrol rushed forward to inquire about the news.

Ruibo closed his eyes gently, and he felt the elves of the ubiquitous wind around him, a mysterious and unknown divine text gradually arranged in his mind.

This was not the skill taught to him by his teacher, Masque, but the gift given to him by the elves of the wind.

Suddenly, Ruibo shouted loudly.

The loud shout was like the thunder echoing in the sky of the nine heavens, and suddenly fell on the ground.

Many soldiers could not stand this unexpected fright and were knocked to the ground by this deafening shout.

"Go back to their respective posts, obey the orders of His Highness the Prince." Ruibo asked the wind's elf to clearly convey every word he said to everyone's ears.

The sound of roaring into the ear made the originally panicked guards feel fear and fear, but it did serve as a deterrent effect.

"Good job, my student, you have learned another useful skill." Suddenly, Kyle's seemingly emotional voice came from behind, but Ribo had long been accustomed to it.

"I just want everyone not to be too panic." Ruibo quickly explained.

Kelle did not take on the topic of Rebbo. He said calmly: "For people like you and me, shock is sometimes a very useful tool. It can quickly get rid of the difficulties of being surrounded. Sometimes, it can even make you break out of the siege, and the people who are shocked have almost no combat power. I am very happy to see you gradually have your own fighting style." After saying that, Kelle got on the carriage and returned to his seat.

While looking at Kelle, Rebow chewed on what he said just now. He did not notice that the guards were also staring at him blankly, with fear and frightened eyes in his eyes.

"It's amazing! What magic did you use just now?" Just as Ribo was thinking of Kelle's advice, a voice he least wanted to hear came from a distance.

I saw Princess Shia slowly walking towards the place and following the old man next to her.

Rebow quickly greeted me, and he gently kissed the princess's hand and replied carefully: "This is not a great magic, I even suspect it has never existed in any record. It was the skill that the Wind Elf taught me, just to make it easier for others to hear what I said."

Princess Shia didn't believe Ribo's answer at all, but she still turned around and looked at the old man beside her.

What surprised the princess was that she saw a look of surprise on the old man's face.

"What happened before?" Ribo asked, and he patrols around.

What surprised Ribo was that he did not feel the danger.

Likewise, Kelle would return to his seat calmly, which proves this.

"A carriage overturned in front of our convoy, blocking our way. I don't know why my brother and I both felt that this matter was very strange, but we didn't feel that there was any danger. Even the master did not have any premonition of the crisis. I was originally planning to ask you for help in order to give us guidance. I happened to see you show your power. I have to admit that your majesty is even better than my brother." Although the tricky princess said this, her eyes showed that her words were not completely true.

"How could I compare with His Highness the Prince? The reason why the guards obeyed my orders was only because I was a Francis. I believe that in the Kingdom of Deli, no soldier would dare to violate the orders of you and His Highness the Prince. The reason is actually that simple." As he said that, Ruibo took the dagger back into his sleeve, and walked forward with the thin stinging sword flashing with blue light.

The princess was still following behind, but this time, she deliberately kept some distance from Ribo.

Princess Xiya approached the old man next to her and lowered her voice and asked, "I just saw a hint of surprise in your expression. What can touch your heart?"

"I was just surprised that the talent this young man possessed was not a very easy thing to be able to see new power from the resonance of the wind. Before that, I had always had a reserved view on his ability to summon demons and some other things. Now I think it may be that I made a mistake in my judgment. You should know that the so-called understanding of the power of the wind is actually to communicate with another world and gain power from another world. The demons we are familiar with and feared are creatures living in another world."

Hearing the old man say this, the princess nodded and said, "I understand, that is to say, that guy is indeed as dangerous as we guess."

"You'd better not act rashly," the old man warned.

"I know how to do it." A strange smile appeared on the corner of the tricky princess' mouth.

At this moment, Ruibo was standing at the front of the queue. As the soldier said just now, a large cart was tilted in front of him.

In fact, the big cart was completely disintegrated. The axle on the rear was broken, and the falling wheels were placed on one side. The fences made of wooden strips on both sides had long been crushed by firewood, and the firewood scattered all over the ground were the root of the road.

The soldiers of the escort team stood there in a circle, and beside the scattered cart in the center, two old farmers were wiping their heads of sweat, their faces showing a look of panic and fear, while another coachman looked like a coachman was busy repairing the cart.

"Go and a few people carry the cart to the side of the road and let them repair it slowly. Then two people pile the straw aside so that the cart can pass through." Ruibo ordered.

At this time, the prince had already come over and watched with great enthusiasm how the little heir of Sethburg gave orders.

The soldiers were stunned for a while, and most of them were indifferent.

After a while, a more honest guy walked up.

"Wait, what's your name?" Ruibo asked in a raised voice.

The soldier stared at the majestic young Count in front of him for a while before he carefully saluted and said, "Report, here is the first-class spearman Ben Duoke."

"Okay, very good." Ruibo nodded in appreciation, took out a gold coin from his pocket and bounced it over.

The gold coin drew a graceful arc and landed gently and skillfully in the hands of the spearman.

"This is a reward for you, reward your loyalty." Ruibo said with a smile.

Now the soldiers who were standing there were all flocking to the big cart that was lying on the road.

Everyone was carrying it, and soon they took the big cart to the side of the road.

When they saw the soldiers walking here happily, they saw that their expressions were full of hope, and they were obviously looking forward to their rewards.

It’s a pity that this time Ruibo smiled and stretched out a finger and shook it gently, saying in a teasing tone: “You all have done a pretty good job, and my appreciation is the reward for you.”
To be continued...