Doom Knight System

Lancelow did not refuse Earl Ross's peace proposal, and watched him stamp the seal of the noble council on the parchment scroll with his own eyes. From this moment on, he was the upright Baron of the Bauhinia family.

No one can question his origin and identity.

Earl Ross let out a long breath, and said with a gloomy face: "Baron Lancelot, congratulations on entering the noble class, but I hope you can pass the assessment of the Knight Academy as soon as possible and become an official knight, otherwise your Teutonic The Order is always a Wandering Order."

"I accept your kindness." Lancelow smiled coldly, kicked the horse's belly with both feet, and quickly left with his men.

Not long after, the knights who had been lured out returned, only seeing dead bodies strewn all over the place and remnants of defeated soldiers shivering with cold.

When Earl Ross saw the knight commander, his face was not bright, and he said in a deep voice: "Because of you, we have caused a death, so the commission of the Hurricane Knights is gone, and now I have to go back to recuperate."

"Hmph! Trash! I will take Lancelot's head and go back. The noble council had better get my commission ready." Hurricane Knight Deleche said coldly.

Earl Ross waved his hand and said, "Whatever you want, I don't have any money anyway."

The Hurricane Knights are an armed force second only to the Scarlet Knights. After taking over some of the members of the Scarlet Knights, Deleche's self-confidence is inflated. He is about to use this opportunity to annex the territory of the Bauhinia family. How could it be possible? give up easily.

Knowing that Lancelot's subordinates were all ordinary war horses, Delezi didn't stop there, and followed the direction in which the Teutonic Knights left.

"Idiot!" Earl Ross sneered as he looked at Deleche's back. The cold spear in his head disappeared in a flash, and he couldn't help shivering again.

The news of the coalition's defeat was faster than Asuka's. Some of the noble knights of the Northern Alliance had just completed their assembly, and they scattered when they heard the news.

After Earl Ross publicly recognized Lancelow as the legal heir of Baron Bauhinia, he decisively fell ill.

This made those who wanted to deal with Lancelot lose their excuses, and the so-called subjugation order became a joke.Everyone is quietly waiting for the outcome between the Teutonic Knights and the Hurricane Knights.

The sun hangs high in the mid-air, emitting hot rays non-stop. After several consecutive days of heavy rain, it is frighteningly hot again, making the air damp.

Delezi was no fool. After learning about Lancelot's strength, he immediately mobilized all the knights' power.Among the more than 7000 fighters, there are more than 1000 fusiliers.This force has surpassed the coalition forces led by Ross, and is more cohesive.

The Hurricane Knights have seven official knights, 380 apprentice knights, and 1000 cavalry.In addition to personal equipment that is all heavy armor, the mounts under his crotch are all mutant horses.

This kind of mutated horse does not eat grass but only eats meat. It is tall and majestic. Even if it is carrying hundreds of catties of armor and knights, it can still display the extreme speed of ordinary war horses.

Delezy confidently followed the trail of Lancelot on the plain, but he couldn't find any trace for several days.

At noon, scouts rushed over, bringing news that the Teutonic Knights had returned to the Bloody Mountains.

"Great, the rabbit has finally rolled back to its lair." Deleche said excitedly, urging his men to advance overnight.

At the same time, inside Fox Castle.

Lancelot is leading the Knights to transport dozens of barrels filled with gunpowder into the castle and carefully bury them everywhere.

"My lord, do you want to take advantage of God's punishment?" Andolfo's face was pale, and the hand holding the barrel trembled.

Lancelot asked, "What do you want to say?"

"There used to be some nobles in the outer city who used God's punishment to attack the city, but they were quickly taken away by the Knights Templar in the inner city, and no one dared to use it since then." Andolph said in a low voice. .

Lancelot smiled and said, "I wish someone would stand up now. The person behind the scene needs an excuse, so I'll give him one. Sometimes it's not a sin to use God's punishment, but that there is no one behind it."

Andolfo nodded, looking thoughtfully at the powder keg buried in the soil.

It was already dusk the next day when the Hurricane Knights arrived at the castle. The whole castle was quiet and there was no one in sight.

Feeling a little strange in his heart, Deleiqi sent a small team into the city to search cautiously, but found nothing in the end.

"Master, do you want us to station outside?" A senior knight asked, not only Drezi was surprised, but his men had been in the field for a long time, so they were naturally more careful.

Drezzi shook his head, looked at the musketeers stumbling around, and said, "Lancelow should take people back to the Canyon of Snakes. The terrain there is dangerous and can wipe out our superiority in strength. What our soldiers need most now is Just rest, strengthen your guard, and make arrangements!"

"Yes, I'm going now!" The upper knight knocked on his chest and said respectfully.

Soon, the whole castle became lively, washing pots and washing dishes, it was very lively.

Lancelot walked towards the camp generously, wearing a spearman uniform of the Hurricane Knights, and blended in without any sense of disobedience.

He leaned next to the blazing bonfire, and someone handed him a bowl of pork bone soup. The soup was very rich and exuded bursts of aroma.

A person who looked like a small captain stood up, held up a bowl, and said loudly: "Thanks to our generous knight leader, Mr. Deleche, for allowing us to drink the most delicious pork soup in the world. How should we repay him!"

"Fight hard and kill all the enemies!"

"Haha...repay him with our loyalty!"

The soldiers around the campfire cheered loudly.

Lancelot was a little speechless. He skimmed it with a spoon and found that there was no pig's head except a piece of pig bone. So he pulled a soldier next to him and asked, "It's just a pot of pig bone soup. Is it so exaggerated?"

"Nonsense, before the doomsday, pigs were all slaughtered to become rare animals. Now that they have been multiplied, the number has not been high. Only the nobles can eat a piece of pork during festivals. It is a godsend for us to drink pork bone soup." Soldier Said drunkenly, sipping the pork soup in the bowl little by little, as if drinking the most cherished thing in the world.

The corner of Lancelot's mouth twitched. He really didn't know anything about these trivial things. Maybe building a pig farm by himself would be a good business with huge profits.