Raised." The stout Gaddafi rushed over like a ball of fire, and pinched Oliver's neck hard with his two big hands. Look at his ferocious face and his bulging veins.

With his big hands, Oliver's neck would definitely be crushed to pieces by him.

A sharp cold light flashed in Oliver's eyes. His slender sword suddenly came out of its sheath. Hundreds of consecutive points of cold light shrouded the space within three feet in front of him. The whistling sword energy turned and rolled in the air.

, Gaddafi's beard fell down with a "chichi" sound. Gadafi couldn't help but froze on the spot. He gritted his teeth and suddenly roared like a madman: "Fuck your mother, how dare you do this to me?"

I take action? Oliver, your father is just a dog under my father, you dare to take action against me?" Gaddafi was simply mad. He himself was a lieutenant general and a count of the empire, and his father was also an important minister of the empire.

One, his grandfather was one of the real powerful officials who secretly controlled most of the officials in the imperial capital, and Oliver, a young viscount who came from a small family and a military officer without any military rank, actually dared to treat himself

Take action?

With a loud bang, the glory knights and beast soul warriors on the city wall all unsheathed their weapons, and they surrounded Oliver with ugly expressions. Oliver's accusation against Lei was, to a large extent, also against him.

Their insults. Lei had killed hundreds of criminals during nearly a month of attack and defense. If Lei was just messing around and taking credit, then wouldn't all the other soldiers be deserters?

Is he a garbage level character?

Jerry's hand made continuous gestures. He, Lei and the knights under Gaddafi did not draw their weapons, but those knights also had livid faces and secretly surrounded Oliver and his dozen or so men.

A guard. The insult to Lei was the trampling on the honor of a group of family knights such as Karub, Gosia, Groot, Rockart, Beamon, Inger, and Alexander. They did not kill Ole on the spot.

Buddha, it was all for Jerry's sake and the Imperial Service Officer's badge on Oliver's back.

Oliver looked coldly at the approaching Glory Knights and Beast Soul Warriors. Although he was a little scared, he still sneered and said: "What? Instead of fighting against the sinners, you want to hurt me, the Emperor of the Vante Empire."

Appointed military officers, is it because my words hurt your wounds? Huh..." Oliver knew clearly in his heart that although the garrison of these 'sacred cities' did not take him seriously, Shagru's power

It doesn't have much effect in front of them, but he is confident that these glory knights and beast soul warriors will never hurt him.

Sure enough, Hart stretched out his hand to stop the extremely angry soldiers, and walked up slowly. He looked at Oliver with an even colder look, and then said in a sinister tone with a tone so cold that he could pull out ice slag.

To: "Lord Oliver, since you came here, you always seem to be causing trouble for us... His Majesty Shagru didn't mean to bring you here, right? Then, it's a certain person who is deeply trusted by His Majesty and very powerful.

A powerful person put you in such an inexplicable position as a military officer, and why did you come here?"

Oliver trembled all over, and the arrogant look on his face disappeared. He gently put the long sword back into the scabbard and said with a smile: "What did Mr. Hart say? My appointment was made by

His Majesty Shagru personally issued it, and everyone listened to His Majesty's order. As a military affairs officer, I am in charge of everything, from allocating logistics supplies to supervising the operations of the soldiers. This is my scope of responsibility.

.What do you mean by Lord Hart’s words? It’s so profound that I, Oliver, can’t understand so much.”

A temple priest in the Smart Empire stood on the city wall and softly uttered a few words from under his mask: "If you take refuge in a big backer, and a villain succeeds, he will naturally become prestige in front of everyone. Yes

No? Sir Oliver. Otherwise, according to your origin and status, what qualifications do you have to speak here? I can make you die a hundred times with just a twitch of my little finger. Hmph, if you play tricks, you and

We, the nobles of the Smart Empire, are too far behind." The temple priest took a few steps forward intimidatingly, and after seeing Oliver's face changing wildly, he sneered triumphantly and flashed a blue light.

, lost trace.

Hart took up the conversation. He looked at Oliver with a bit of disdain and whispered: "Viscount Oliver, there is no need for so-called military officers here. All soldiers will fight desperately for their homeland.

There is no need for supervision from you, and you are powerless to supervise anything... At the same time, I can tell you one thing, General Lei is the inheritor of the Paladin 'Lion' Knight, and your insult to him is an insult to us.

The entire Knights of Glory. If you don't take back what you just said, I will let you understand what regret is." Hart's hand simply touched the hilt of his sword, eyes full of murderous intent, and he looked at Ole coldly.

Buddha.

Oliver's mind was racing. He had other things to do when he came to the front line. He had nothing to do with a duel with a great knight of the Knights of Glory. Was he crazy? Deliberately provoking Lei was just part of his plan. He hurriedly He laughed, smiled almost flatteringly, and said in a low voice: "Captain Hart, how dare I insult the entire Knights of Glory? I didn't mean that. I just saw that Mr. Lei has been too carefree recently. I seem a little sorry for his promise in front of His Majesty, so I have some doubts in my heart. I don’t have any other meaning. I just want the empire’s army to exert its maximum combat effectiveness, and it will not be due to the incompetence of some people. It’s just a loss.”

Gaddafi had enough fighting spirit and roared: "What the hell are you talking about?" The golden ripples rushed towards Oliver like a tidal wave, causing Oliver's body to tremble and he couldn't help but shut his mouth. Looking at the bearded Gaddafi with great surprise, Oliver finally understood that although he had a fancy and powerful swordsmanship, compared with these battle-hardened generals, But it's just too weak, not at the same level at all.

Lei looked at Oliver indifferently, with a strange smile on his lips. He walked slowly to Oliver and said softly: "Master Oliver, I will naturally take people to the God's Gift." Let’s go to the grassland to see the situation. Don’t worry about this. We are also curious about why the criminals don’t attack with all their strength. Maybe I can find something.” Lei’s eyes were arrogant, although he never He pays attention to the so-called knight's honor, but he has already realized in his heart that his honor must not be insulted by others.

Hart's and the others' faces twitched slightly, and just when they were about to speak to dissuade Lei, Oliver already clapped with a smile on his face, and he shouted loudly: "Okay, okay, okay, you are indeed worthy of being an imperial corps member." The youngest and most promising general, he dares to carry out such a dangerous mission. Hehe, but I have a question, if Mr. Lei had such a plan, why must I express my confusion about your incompetence in combat now? , you took the initiative to propose such a plan? Can I think that you are indeed not considering the empire wholeheartedly?" Oliver's face was full of a hateful look that was enough to stab the people next to him. The man gave him a serious beating and smiled evilly.

Gaddafi and Mubarata were the two with the hottest tempers, and they punched out their fists at the same time. Gaddafi's fists were not wearing gloves, but Mubarata's whole body was covered with thick... His punch in the armor was enough to punch through a buffalo. The two fists roared out, and at the same time the two of them cursed, and without any regard for their own identities, they came up with the most insulting words they could think of to the other's female relatives. Words, especially Mubarata, who have vowed to have a physical interaction based on violence with all the women in Oliver's ancestors, whether alive or not.

The soldiers next to them were also very angry. The most angry thing about these soldiers was the civil servants. In their view, the civil servants were just a bunch of rubbish who worked to make money for themselves and only acted as a hindrance during battles. And this In front of them, Oliver insulted Lei, a general who had a special status in both the Five Beast Legion and the garrison of the 'Sacred City'. He immediately made the public angry. Mubarata and Gaddafi's fists were seen. It was about to hit Oliver in the head, and everyone on the city wall, except for Oliver's guards, secretly cheered in their hearts.

Oliver's face turned pale. He knew that what he said went too far. But he couldn't be blamed for this. He did gain Shagru's appreciation after seeking refuge with a very strong backer, and because he was a little clever, That's why he was sent here. He had never dealt with these soldiers before. How did he know that these people would kill him once they didn't like him? For a moment, Oliver's heart felt cold and desperate. pole.

Recha struck out at the right moment, kicking Oliver away more than ten feet, just escaping the powerful circle of the two fists. Mubarata's fist still passed over Oliver's head heavily. , with a sound, a protruding sharp corner of his fist caught a strand of Oliver's long hair, and a piece of scalp the size of a fingertip was torn off along with a piece of hair. Oliver lay down in pain. He shouted loudly on the ground. His shouts were so shrill that the soldiers next to him almost cheered.

Careron blocked Mubarata's next blow, while Jerry blocked Gaddafi. Ray slowly walked in front of Oliver, looking at him as if he were a dog. He said coldly: "I will go find out what those guys are doing, so, dear Lord Oliver, you don't have to worry about me wasting time on the front line instead of fighting hard... Division Sock, I That armor, can you speed up your work?" Lei's last words were looked at the old mages.

Suoke gently waved the wand in his hand, nodded and promised: "In two days, we will complete the forging of that armor. It may be a bit heavy for others, but for General Lei, your Your physique is already amazing, especially since you have gained the power of the Lion Knight. Putting on that armor will not hinder your movements in any way. You can rest assured of our craftsmanship."

Suoke smiled proudly. This time, for Lei's armor, all the masters of their Holy Magic Group and the Holy Spirit Magic Group were racking their brains to make an armor that was not weaker than the Paladin Armor. , so they all put a lot of effort into it. The only thing that makes these old mages feel uncomfortable is that the only thirteen sets of Paladin armors left now are because the passage of time is too long, and the ancient magic attached to them has dissipated. Many of them don't have a standard reference to judge how different their level is from the divine mages of ancient times.

Lei smiled gratefully at Sok and the others, and looked at Oliver again, who covered his head with one hand and got up in embarrassment. Oliver was honest now, and he no longer dared to say anything too extreme. The words were arrogant, but there were a lot of inexplicable things in the eyes of Lei and the others. Jerry sneered in his heart, he had decided to send a messenger back to the imperial capital and use the power of the family to plot against this guy Oliver. Jerry I instinctively felt that Oliver's background was not very simple. If he stayed on the front line, he would probably cause a lot of trouble to everyone.

Lei whispered: "Okay, Lord Oliver, now you can be satisfied. I will get the news and come back. As for you, you should go and bandage it. Wearing a dress to go to the battlefield is not a wise choice. If I You are the commander of the guilty people. I will let the rocks of those hill giants come to attack you. The way you are dressed is as unwise as a little girl who took off her clothes in front of a group of perverts. Do you understand? "

"Karub, Inger, Rockart, and Alexander, the four of you will follow me in when the time comes. Hmm... Beamon, don't look at me. Your temper is not suitable for doing such a thing. We need to do it secretly.

Sneak in instead of fighting with others... Gosia, I know you are worried about my safety, but your strength is still inferior, and there are too many people, which will not do us any good. We have to sneak in, and then sneak in

Come back, do you understand?"

Bobcat suddenly said: "Lei, my strength is still much stronger than those of your men, right? I will follow you there, are you interested? I am one, I also want to see those criminals

What are you doing?"

Lei took a deep look at Bobkart, nodded and said: "Then, His Highness Bobkart, please bring four of your best subordinates with you. The strength of your mad bear knights far exceeds that of ordinary gold fifth-level warriors.

With a team of ten people, it’s very convenient for both sneaking in and escaping.”

When Bobcat heard what Lei said, a smile appeared on his face. He nodded slowly, looked at the group of high-ranking knights from the Bicester Empire behind him, and directly nodded to the four tallest knights with his hands.

Lei and the others have now discovered that the warriors of the Bicester Empire have a very strange characteristic. It seems that the stronger they are, the bigger they become. At least this is the case for most knights. So, just look at them

The size of the high-level knights can basically tell what level of warriors they are.

No one looked at Oliver anymore, and all the generals walked down the steps of the city wall. Ray and Bobcat walked together naturally. Since they were going to go on an adventure together, at least they had to discuss it.

The question of who is in charge and who is in charge, and whose subordinates should carry what items.

Hart and others followed them closely. Mubarata looked at Bobkart with some concern and said in a loud voice: "Your Highness, if you want to enter the God-given Grassland, you should be careful. Your current strength should be

They have trained very hard and are much stronger than the last time we met, but they still have not reached the level of high-level beast soul warriors, and are still a little behind. So don't confront them head-on, understand.

Is that so? General Lei has obtained the power of the Lion Knight. He is the strongest among you, so it is best to follow his arrangements."

Lei looked at Mubarata seriously and said sincerely: "Maybe I am stronger than Prince Bobkart, but Prince Bobkart has more experience in leading troops than me, so I should negotiate with him to resolve the issue."

problem instead of listening to me on everything.”

A smile appeared on Bobcat's face, and Ray's compliment was very helpful to him. It was precisely because Ray already had such a strong power that his compliment sounded particularly happy.

The group of people walked away and began to arrange everything they needed to enter the grassland. This is a dangerous task, but someone always has to complete it. And it must be completed by a senior general who can make judgments about the overall situation. Add

This has already involved Lei's honor, so it is the most appropriate choice to let Lei lead people to the Gods-given Grassland.

Oliver stood on the city wall and watched Lei and the others disappear around a street corner. He couldn't help but sneered and snorted: "Lei, why do you let the adults value you so much? Huh, you are just an ordinary legion commander.

That's all, why do you?...How can I let your status be higher than mine? Just wait and see."

A trace of blood flowed from the broken scalp and slowly flowed across Oliver's face. The pale face and the bright red blood looked strangely beautiful.
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