These master soldiers have brought their ability to bully the weak and fear the strong to the extreme. They were all like dead dogs just now, but now they are brave enough to make the warriors ashamed. Even some injured soldiers who had not pulled out the arrows were even more courageous and powerful at this time, they stood up and took the bows and arrows and smiled and shot the bandits who were toddlers on the frosty ground.

At this time, after finally confirming safety, a waiter showed his head on the extremely protected carriage in the middle of the convoy, and then carefully retracted. After a while, he showed his head again under the comfort of the soldiers.

Then the guy made sure with timid care that the enemy had retreated, and those who had not left were all slaughtered lambs. Then he walked around with confidence, then smiled flatteringly and opened the wall door of the carriage, and helped out a nobleman who was dressed in luxury, as if he was an exhibition.

The pale face was as ugly as a vampire, and the deep concave face showed that the body was hollowed out by the color of wine. This guy pretended to be brave and looked up around, looking at the guards and bandits who were wailing on the ground, the brains of those who were unfortunately exposed to their heads flowed all over the ground, red, white and yellow, as if they had opened a paint shop; in addition, there was also the fishy smell of blood, the stench of feces and urine, and the heat generated by the fierce friction of swords and swords, and other strange smells like flesh and wood blocks and clothes ignited by the heat caused by the fierce friction of swords and swords.

The scene was in a mess. The nobleman who wanted to show his courage almost vomited out. After retching for a few times, he just vomited sour water, which added a strange smell to the scene. The nobleman hesitated for a while, and wanted to get back into the carriage with the help of the servant, but when he lifted the curtain of the carriage, the smell of the vomit coming from inside made him hesitate again. It turned out that he had vomited for a while.

The nobles, who were frightened and disgusted by these things, sent all their resentment to their guards and warriors without hesitation, without any sympathy because of their death or pain,

"You group of incompetent flying and trash that grew up with scum actually caused the noble Lord Xidukara to be frightened and lost like this. Do you want all your salary this year?!"

"Sir, we..." A wounded warrior guard couldn't help but ask for a defense, but was immediately interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Shut up! You pig, wouldn't your incompetent Lord be so lost? You group of deceitful villains and ungrateful beasts, don't forget, if you weren't me, you were still rolling in the mud and eating at this time! Your family still accepted my kindness in my manor, you actually repay me with such behavior! You even have to argue! You! Yes, it's you bastard! What's your name! I'll fire you immediately!"

The warrior who spoke was shocked and angry, but he never dared to speak again. If it were anywhere else, a warrior would not be hungry no matter how he fell down. However, in a very remote country in Lahuska, life was more painful than death. Thinking that his family and brothers and sisters were waiting for him to get his salary, the warrior helplessly lowered the proud head of the warrior and knelt down to the noble for his forgiveness.

Fortunately, although this nobleman was full of feces, he was still a little smart. Although these lowly embryos were their own slaves, if they drove them crazy, they would not be able to stand it. Besides, these warriors were selected from the lowly servants in their family to become warriors, and each of them invested a lot of money.

From this point of view, these people who can be selected by them have the qualifications to become the most peak of the Warriors. Unfortunately, they were born at the wrong time and were born in such a harsh place as Lahuska. Such superb qualifications were just trained by that little bit of resources to become warriors and used as consumables.

After cursing for a while, looking at the humble appearance of the warrior, the nobleman was satisfied and kicked him hard with his feet a few times, and then he said that his bonus this year was gone, and only that meager salary could be obtained. (Of course, the nobleman himself would not say that his salary was meager)

Several living warriors nearby were resentful, but they were helpless, and they didn't even dare to hide their companions, because someone had done such a thing before, but the punishment was not reduced, but the pleaders and those who were punished were even more unlucky. Several people turned their faces despisedly, not seeing the ugly face of the noble, letting him spit out his mouth and just thinking that a fly was flying around there.

As a result, an arrow suddenly shot over, and the warrior who turned his face happened to go over.

"ah----!"

Even Mora couldn't help but turn her face, and an arrow passed through the hair of the nobleman in gorgeous clothes and nailed it to the carriage. A large strand of yellow hair fell down, and the pearls scattered all over the ground showed that this guy had indeed experienced a lot of fright.

"Bastard!"

"You bastards, you are murdering!"

"Don't you want to live anymore? Let me tell you, if I have fewer parts, you can't live any of you!"

"No one of you came to block me! Are these people in the same group as you? I want to send you all to the trial! All your wolves and slaughtered on the stake!"

The vicious curse made Moral unable to listen. He wanted to give the noble a shot of energy to keep him quiet forever. However, seeing that those people were cursed, Moral could only sigh helplessly and shake his head and walk away.

The gorgeous nobleman scolded him in a slander. The warriors looked resentful, but no one defended him. Several people silently packed up their companions' bodies, and at the same time, they shot the remaining bandits to death with a few arrows.

The knight came over at this time, and his face was blocked under the iron mask and could not tell what he looked like.

It was this knight with great force who protected the safety of this nobleman. Otherwise, as early as the first wave of bandits' attacks, they would have become arrows and dead souls under the sword.

The knight stood silently beside the noble, without saying a word, and the eyes exposed under the iron mask seemed to have a gloomy chill. The nobleman opened his mouth and wanted to point at the knight and curse, but looking at the blood flowing through the gap of the half-heavy armor and the coldness emitted from the knight, the words came to his mouth and pointed at the other warriors and guards.

"You despicable scoundrels, you are all hoping that I will die and share my property, right?"

"I didn't encounter thieves on this road last time, how could I meet this time? Is anyone among you united with them to murder me?"

"I tell you, if I die here, neither you nor your whole family will live!"

Some ordinary guards who were a little further away from this noble were whispering there,

"Knight Luca is really Takuma's ability. If I had the ability of him, I would have long since..." The person who spoke was also a master soldier, but he also felt that he couldn't stand it.

Another man came over and asked, "With Lord Luca's ability, if he is loyal to the royal family, even if he cannot obtain a title like the master, he will at least be countless times stronger than he is now, right?"

Others nodded in agreement: "Yes, it's such an enviable skill. It is said that even the powerful warriors can't kill him easily. If I had such skills, I would have long since..."

These people talked for a long time, and they were all about what they were going to do if they were the knight.

A new recruit was not very clear about these things, so he wondered: "Since Lord Luca is so powerful, why do you still have to follow the master? Every day..." These people only spoke half of the time, but everyone knew the rest of the content.

The guys who have been to Nigra and went out with the nobles clearly know how big the difference between the treatment they received and the treatment they received in countries other than Lahuska. Before leaving Lahuska, they were already used to the life of being bullied like the worst person, but after seeing it, they realized how oppressed they were now.

As for the Lord Luca Knight, having that ability is almost the same as them, it’s just that the master doesn’t scold him much.

"New?" The person next to him looked at this guy. He was not very familiar with this face, but he had a little impression that these people had nothing to do when they were idle, and they were just idle. Moreover, gossiping about other people's affairs is very interesting for any small person.

"Lord Luca has a childhood sweetheart fiancee, but when Lord Luca went abroad to study and became a knight, he was taken back by the master. Lord Luca once vowed to protect the childhood sweetheart, but unexpectedly, when he came back, he found out that this was the case. Later, he didn't know how he did it, but he actually became our master's guard leader."

"Madam? Which one?" the man asked.

The others sighed and whispered: "Not a wife, just a concubine."

After saying that, the gossiper who broke the news lowered his voice and said, "It is said that the master just played this woman as a slave, and even rewarded her for some servants to enjoy. However, after Lord Luca returned, the master married this woman back as a concubine, and then Lord Luca followed the master."

"There is such a thing?!" The guard who came first was startled by such a secret: "Then Lord Luca doesn't...?"

"Who knows?" said the guy who spoke indifferently: "Knights are all strange creatures, nobility that is much better than stupidity, to me, is even more deadly than death. If I need to be such a person to have such power, I would rather be a small person in my life."
Chapter completed!