PS. Today’s update is 5400 words, which is great enough!

PS2. Why did I send a chapter to a friend and I have much less recommendations? Oh oh oh...

Then, I can no longer move.

The Duke's daughter was smiling and approaching her back. Her face was so delicate that she was so beautiful that her eyes were glowing. Her skin was as tender as milk. Her long bright golden hair naturally hangs down from her shoulders and tied with ribbons of several colors.

The white dress is exquisite and stylish, and the bright gold and white backgrounds are decorated with sea blue and lilac stripes. Pearls, jade, amber, diamonds, agate rings and necklaces are hung on the owner's hands and body respectively. The reflection of the sun makes her shine like stars.

A dazzling sapphire pendant was hung in front of the "female" knight's "breast", and Ryan could feel the tightness of the needle and fabric of the "breast" part of the dress. It can only be said that the Winford court tailors are superb, and the dresses they made are of good quality, otherwise the clothes will definitely be at risk of cracking.

"Sulia!" François, Duke of Winford, called out his "daughter" name helplessly, and could feel that his voice was full of pampering.

"Father! Lord Ryan, good afternoon." The "female" knight dressed in a long dress came to the pavilion.

"His Excellency Ryan, the dwarf miner you mentioned is really weird." The Duke's daughter covered her mouth and laughed: "It's obviously the smell of iron ore."

"Is there any difference? They are not all people of the mountains." Ryan shrugged, his humorous actions made the Duke's father' laugh.

"By the way, why didn't I see Yuli?" Thinking of his father here, Ryan quickly moved his eyes away and changed the subject.

"That kid was 'inspired' by you. You completed the Holy Grail Trial at the age of 24, and he hasn't even taken the Holy Grail Path." The Duke smiled: "This makes Yuli, who has always regarded you as a strong enemy, feels not so wonderful, so he went out alone to practice after a few days of returning."

"Where to go? There is no war in the Kingdom now." Ryan was a little strange.

"It's almost there. In the north, the beasts have begun to appear frequently on the edge of the forest. Many rangers and kingdom knights have already been stationed on the edge of the forest, preparing to eliminate some scattered beasts first and reduce the pressure brought by the summer beast tide." The Grand Duke looked at his daughter sitting down on the side, and then continued: "This year's scouts have shown signs of activity in return for the beast tide. By summer, the scale of the beast tide may be very large. Are you planning to participate in the summer knight war?"

"It depends on the situation, but I plan to participate. I just arrived here, so I should show some performance." Ryan said carefully.

"Then if you go with Connery then, Connery is not a good guy in military affairs, I can rest assured if you are there." Grand Duke Winford has arranged this matter in a habit of 'sexual': "Say that first, wait for the king's conscript order to be issued, and we will discuss it in detail on this matter."

"Okay." Ryan also knew that this was just an oral agreement. The specific matter must be discussed later. The duke also had to give himself a certificate, otherwise he would not be able to command a marquis.

The pleasant negotiations lasted for a while, and Ryan took the initiative to propose the matter of clearing out bandits: "It is better to clean up bandits than to be late, so let's start the action as soon as possible."

"Well, please help me. In this way, if there is spoil in the bandit fortress, you can freely distribute it. We will give you an extra reward here. What kind of helpers are needed?" The Duke himself was also very troubled by the bandits, and he could not go out in person for many things.

"No need for too many people, my Duke, I only need some knights who are willing to fight on the horse and stairs to follow me to prevent the enemy from escaping." Ryan seemed very confident, and for no reason, especially confident: "In addition... I don't want money for the reward. My Duke, I heard that there are some pure-blooded "spicious" spirit war horses in your beast bar. Can you sell me one?"

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So one day later, Ryan was wearing his new psychic "Essence" skill armor, riding on the body of a pure-blooded "Essence" spirit war horse, and leading more than fifty knights on the rugged mountain road of the oracle bone mountains.

Surprisingly, the "female" knights were also fully armed and went on a war with her, so there were many knights coming, especially young unmarried knights. After all, there were not many opportunities to get close to the Duke's daughter.

Who doesn’t want to have the opportunity to have more contact with the Marquis of Sulia? What if it can win the hearts of a beauty, wouldn’t it be less hard to fight for decades?

Bull Knight Baptist and Bucks Knight Gaston also followed. Baptist took out the map: "His Excellency Ryan, we have been marching for more than ten hours. The robber fortress is on the cliff behind the hill in front."

"Well, I understand." Ryan stroked the sturdy body and strong neck of the pure blood spirit war horse. He named his new mount Grape.

After wearing this silver-shining power armor, Pinecone could no longer bear his weight, so he needed to change his mount. Brittania's high-quality pure-blooded war horse can just meet his needs. This pure-blooded "Essence" spirit war horse not only has excellent performance in endurance, explosiveness and weight-bearing, but also has strong strength and calm will.

The problem is that this kind of war horse has high requirements for living. It requires unrestrained stocking and good feed, and a large and comfortable stable and large green grassland for walking on your own.

If Ryan had no territory and was traveling around before, he would never dare to buy such a horse. This horse "costs" him a thousand gold crowns, which was the friendship price of the Grand Duke of Winford.

"His Excellency Ryan? Do you have any plans?" A young Ranger Knight was wearing a full-body armor and a kite helmet. The three-color feathers of the kite helmet were swaying with the morning breeze. He was both a little admiring and jealous of Ryan, so he asked questions repeatedly.

Ryan remembers that his name is Claude, a son of a count. He is less than 20 years old this year. When he saw him asking for a knight duel with him, he was so annoyed.

Since he arrived in Brittania, he has been entangled by these knights and a group of people want to take advantage of his reputation, especially because he is also the God-Choose Champion of the Lake Fairy ‘Girl’.

"I'm extermining these bandits. I have no plan because I don't need it." Ryan thought for a while and explained.

"Your Excellency Ryan, I'm not targeting you, but I want to explain something to you. Come, look." Claude seemed to be waiting for this sentence. He quickly took the map from the hand of the Bull Knight Baptist, and pointed to the red dot of the map: "Your Excellency Ryan, look, this bandit fortress faces three sides or cliffs, and there is only one road to reach the bottom of the fortress, but this road is a hillside and is covered with various gravels. I have participated in the siege of this fortress, and we were killed and injured on this slope."

After saying this, the Ranger Knight was a little proud. He thought for a long time before summarizing this passage. He felt that this would definitely make Ryan and Sulia look at him differently.

But unexpectedly, Ryan seemed very calm.

He knew Claude was right, but did Ryan himself have not conducted an investigation?

The reason why this bandit fortress is easy to defend but difficult to attack is that the 30-degree slope of the fortress's large "gate" made the knights pay a heavy price and never conquered it.

"Ha~Mr. Claude, and you all, I just want to say one thing about this." Ryan suddenly laughed.

"Don't underestimate the 'female's' champion."

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The bandits in the mountain soon received a signal that a knight appeared.

The robber leader was a burly man in his forties. He lost one eye in the war against the Knight Master. Over the years, he led the serfs who could not survive to fight and robbed the houses, attacked the caravans and succeeded repeatedly. Then he could lead his men to retreat to the depths of the mountains before the knights assembled. The knights of Winford failed to succeed in the several attacks.

His success was not accidental, because behind him was the support of vampires.

More than a decade ago, Duke François led a large army of knights to repel the undead army of Heinrich Kemler, who successfully prevented them from merging with the Blood Red Duke in Connout. The vampires were naturally unwilling to fail. Many of them lurked in Winford. Some of them were really tired of war and wanted to settle in this paradise, but some never gave up their ambition to destroy the principality.

The robber leader is one of them. Behind him is the support of the vampire nobles that he has been active until today. Therefore, he also obeys vampires.

Being a dog of a blood noble! It is the greatest honor!

"Boss, an enemy is coming! The knights are coming again!" A robber immediately reported: "Brothers found that the knights are coming again at the post of the hill."

"Then why are you still standing there?! Why don't you go and prepare for the battle! Arrows! Rolling stones! Wood!" The robber leader kicked the visitor's ass: "Go quickly!"

"Yes!" The robbers immediately started to act. They had a lot of weapons in their hands, and some even started to make fire. They poured baskets of feces into a large pot and burned them hot, preparing to fall down directly when the knights attacked the castle.

The fortress is about six or seven meters high and is built with a combination of heavy stones and wooden structures. It is the hometown of this group of bandits. There are nearly fifty bandits gathered here. Under the secret funding of vampires, they have good equipment, and even a few hard bows and hand crossbows.

The heavy fortress gate was closed hard by the bandits. The gate was thick and reinforced in many places. Many knights had successfully attacked the gate, but they were helpless about it.

Bows and arrows, crossbows and arrows were bundled with transport towers.

By the time Ryan and his group arrived at the bottom of the fortress, the robbers were fully prepared.

"Boss, it's the Holy Grail Knight!" Some robbers saw the leader's outfit and were so scared that their legs became weak and said quickly.

"What are you afraid of! You trash!" The robber leader shouted angrily: "The Holy Grail Knight is also a human being, fight me hard! "Shock" with a bow and arrow!"

The boss's roar greatly suppressed the fear of the robbers, but they didn't know that this was the first time the leader met the Holy Grail Knight.

The Holy Grail Knight walked alone to the entrance of the ramp in front of the fortress. He stood two hundred steps away from the fortress's large gate. This happened to be outside the range of the crossbows' shooting range, and more than fifty knights followed him.

He was wearing a very gorgeous full-body armor, which was all silver-gray. The family heralds belonging to the Holy Grail Knight were carved on the armor. In addition, there were many parts of the surface of the armor that could not be seen clearly.

The Holy Grail Knight did not wear a helmet, revealing his sharp and handsome appearance, with blue eyes and black hair. He raised his warhammer, and the pillar was on the ground, sending a final warning to the bandits.

"The champion of the 'female's's men, Baron Gene, and the Holy Grail Knight Ryan Macardo here to warn everyone in the fortress, I will give you a minute to open the city's gate immediately to surrender." The Holy Grail Knight said righteously.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" The robbers of the fort burst into laughter. Many of them laughed so hard that tears came out. The robbers did not give any answers to the knights. On the contrary, they used a simple slingshot to throw a lot of things from the fortress.

There was feces, all kinds of debris, and the heads of some soldiers who died in battle.

The young Rangers even saw the heads of several Knights, and their faces were even with fear before death. Many Rangers had red faces, but were stopped by Ryan: "You are waiting here!"

"His Excellency Ryan? Do you want to negotiate with them alone? They are not trustworthy! The only fate of these despicable and shameless people is to let our swords drink their blood!" Some Rangers shouted loudly.

Ryan's reaction was still very plain: "Who said I was going to negotiate with them? If they really said they wanted to negotiate with us, I would have a headache."

"I mean, you're ready for battle and wait here."

"When the fortress's big 'gate' is broken, you know what to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ryan walked along the hillside, holding the war hammer, towards the fortress.

For the next three minutes, all the Brittanian Knights witnessed a performance that stunned them.

In the fortress, the robbers fired arrows frantically, and thirty or forty robbers used javelins together to pour firepower towards the newly promoted Holy Grail Knight. The dense javelins have always been a powerful weapon to fight against these knights' charges.

The remaining robbers used several hard bows to attack Ryan, and their sharp arrows flew straight towards Baron Gene.

There were also falling rocks and rolling wood, and the robbers kept throwing these city-defense materials from the fortress, trying to make Ryan retreat.

But it's useless.

No attacks are effective.

The flying javelins were blocked by Ryan's psychic shield and fell to the ground one after another.

The falling rocks and rolling wood were shattered by Ryan's hammer, and he could not cause any damage to him.

The arrows shot out by the hard bow could not stop Ryan at all, and these ridiculous attacks could not even touch his armor.

All that was left was his heavy pace.

Step by step, step by step, the Holy Grail Knight walked along the ramp, his pace was like a tight noose on the execution ground, leaving the robbers unable to breathe.

He gradually approached the big ‘door’.

The desperate robbers fell from the "Gate" building with boiling feces. The foul smell drowned their sense of smell. This is the robbers' skill. The knights are not afraid of such disgusting things. Once the wound is infected, they can easily die. They are extremely unwilling to let their family emblems and armor be covered with dirty things.

It was still useless. The Holy Grail Knight waved his hand, and the light blue "color" energy burned in his hands. The hot feces were still far away from him and were blocked or even evaporated directly.

The robber leader shouted: "Go to the door, go to the door, hold on! Hold on to me!"

"Ahhhhhh!" Many robbers held up wooden boards, tables, chairs and even other things, all behind the thick wooden 'door'.

"Bang!" The heavy wooden door made a loud noise, and the robbers who were pressing behind the wooden door all flew backwards and fell to the ground.

The fortress was shaking, the hillside was shaking, and echoes echoed in the mountains, ringing the death knell of the gang of robbers.

"Hold on!!!" The robber leader rushed towards the big door. He used his body to hold the big door. Seeing this, the robbers collectively pushed the big door with their bodies again.
To be continued...