Chapter Ninety-Seven: A Kind of Comes Listening to the conversation between these two adventurers, Char's eyes lit up, and he immediately guessed seven or eight points in his heart, but he didn't say much on his lips, and poured a few more sips of wine at will before putting down the cup.
A band of horsemen made a fuss in the tavern until evening, before they dispersed.
Todoro, Soyt, and a number of other servants also returned triumphantly, and it is said that the magician beat up all the ruffians who had robbed him in the first place, stripped them naked, and threw them on the side of the city walls.
The magician who finally let out a bad breath was happy, and even when he washed Char's feet at night, his movements were obviously a little faster than Pingyue.
The night was silent, and the cavalry took up residence in the garrison camp in the city.
The next morning, after Char got up, he wandered around the town for a long time, until noon, when he went to the garrison to urge Bonfrett to move.
But when he arrived at the gate of the garrison mansion, he asked someone to pass the word in, and Char waited for a while, and then someone inside replied, saying that Lord Sir Bonfrette had drunk a lot of wine last night, and he had not woken up from a hangover, and he had not gotten up yet, so Char waited.
Char rolled his eyes, and wanted to break in directly, but he always thought about it, anyway, this travel mission gave him an extremely ample time, and since this little white face didn't want to hurry, it would be good for the brothers to rest for one more day in Wildfire Town.
It's just that after all, he has a task on his body, or he holds back his temper and asks the herald attendant at the door to go in and ask if Bonfrett means to rest today and leave tomorrow.
In fact, in the garrison mansion, Bonfrett had already gotten up, and when Char came to the garrison mansion, he was sitting in the hall drinking in the careful escort of the garrison general of Wildfire Town.
Although the hall is not too big, it can accommodate dozens of people to drink, and a brazier in the middle is full of fine white charcoal, even if the flame is vigorous, there is not a trace of smoke.
On the iron frame of the brazier, on the hook hung a lamb that had been roasted to a crispy brown, and two women in thin robes, with a little dust on their faces, held scimitars, cut the mutton into the plate one by one, and offered it to Bonfrett with both hands.
Bonfrett sat in the middle of the room, with dried fruit and some dishes and a pot of wine on the table in front of him.
The handsome knight had now completely reverted to his old style, and his face no longer had the frightened quail appearance of the battlefield before, but he had put up a shelf and squinted at the garrison generals and several mid-ranking officers of the town sitting below.
Seeing the soup and wine spilled on the case in front of these warriors, and one by one holding the wine glasses and drinking loudly, Bonfrett frowned.
It's so vulgar, it's so vulgar that this damn country place.
These guys simply have no education and etiquette at all.
There are also women around him, and every man in the house is surrounded by a greased and powdered woman, but these women are obviously people who were forcibly recruited from the grease and dust street in Wildfire Town, although the garrison generals have arranged the youngest and most beautiful one by Bonfrett's side in order to curry favor with Bonfret, but the knight who was born in the empire's wealthy family, where can he look down on such a low-level Fengyue place In the past, in Yanjing, although he had not patronized Fengyue places, they were all top-level gold caves where wealthy families gathered to spend a lot of money, and where could the girls in it be compared with the vulgar fans around him Bonfrett was a little depressed, but he finally settled down.
In any case, this garrison general's deliberate flattery allowed him to regain some self-esteem, and being able to drink and drink here, and there are girls around him to serve him carefully, it is ten thousand times better than being bullied by that bastard turtle in the Thirteenth Corps Thinking of this, Bonfrett took a sip of wine hatefully.
With this in mind, when someone outside came in to report the news that Char was outside the gate of the garrison, Bonfrett scolded a few words in annoyance, and then confessed fiercely, saying that he didn't get up.
Where is he willing to face Char at this moment Char waited at the door for a while, his heart was so boring, and he gradually became anxious, thinking that Lao Tzu was ordered to protect you, if you were too slack, you would be embarrassed, so I came to ask you, you ass seller raised his tail.
Anyway, this little white face is safe in the garrison mansion, so there is no need for Uncle Ben to worry about his safety.
Since this old boy doesn't want to leave, Uncle Ben shouldn't waste time waiting here, let's go and have fun by myself Thinking about this section, Xia Ya laughed, held his head high and left, in front of the garrison mansion was a zigzag road, originally this street was wide enough, just because half of it was occupied by the garrison mansion, there were not many businesses on the street, even if there were a few, they were all temporarily occupied by the guards in the garrison mansion.
Char walked a few steps, and saw a carriage, which was loaded with a large cart of dry firewood and charcoal, and the horse pulling the cart was covered with black fur Char is also a cavalryman at the moment, and he also has a little appreciation for the quality of the horse, and when he saw this horse, he couldn't help but knock a few more times.
This horse is covered in dust and mud, but it can still be seen that the skeleton is extremely handsome, although the pearl is dusty and is brought by the horse owner to pull the cart, and the horse is companion, but the horse is walking with its head high, the posture is extraordinary, and the lines of the horse's body are extremely symmetrical, majestic and vigorous Char is tempted at a glance, such a good war horse, but it was actually brought to pull the cart He was a little moved at the moment, and he also had a lot of gold coins in his arms, so it was better to find this car owner to buy it, but after thinking about it, there is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in Wildfire Town, God knows what this car owner is doing, maybe people are deliberately low-key to hide their identities, and they rush up by themselves, but they will cause trouble.
Char sighed, shook his head and continued to move forward, but after walking a few steps, he couldn't help but look back at the carriage, the carriage went to the gate of the garrison mansion, and in the carport of the carriage sat a groom, wearing a thin leather jacket, with a large piece of linen wrapped on his head to block the wind, of medium stature, holding a whip in his hand, leaning lazily on the carriage, drooping his legs, but he waved the horsewhip at will.
And that dark horse made Char's heart move, and he always felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Can't think of it, Char can only shake his head, but he continued to walk forward for a while, walked to the end of the street, turned a corner, and walked dozens of steps, Char's face changed color, and his footsteps stopped abruptly, his mouth was dry in an instant, his heart was pounding wildly, and there was a feeling of stiffness and softness after being extremely excited and shocked, and his heart was heavy, almost out of breath No, no, no, no That horse, that horse, the feeling in my heart is very familiar, very familiar with that horse, that black horse, I have seen it The reason why I didn't recognize it just now was because every time I looked at this horse before, I saw this horse on the battlefield every time, even if this horse was a divine horse, but the light was overshadowed by the owner of the horse, every time I saw this horse, it was all dressed in armor, and even on the horse's head, it carried a set of half-moon-shaped scythes Because of this, Fang himself didn't even recognize it This dark horse, it is it Hasting's mount At the turn of the street, the carriage slowly drove to the gate of the garrison, but suddenly stopped.
The coachman jumped down from the carriage, but ignored the shouts of the guards, slowly untied the wagon on horseback, and then lifted a bundle of dry firewood piled on the cart and threw it aside.
Several guards rushed to the front, just as they shouted, the coachman sneered, and didn't see how he moved, only to see a black light flash, and the two guards flew out directly, and when they landed, their bodies were already scorched black The coachman pulled out a few metal poles the size of eggs from the cart, the heads of which were threaded and quickly connected into a spear, and then he tore off the cloth from his face and threw it on the ground The seemingly mediocre and wooden face, but with that pair of slightly feminine eyes, there was occasionally a strange essence in the eyes, and suddenly this originally mediocre face became full of brilliance Hasting, Oodin Hasting He turned over and got on the horse, and suddenly there was a long laugh, and the prancing horse rushed up the steps of the gate of the garrison mansion, and in the exclamation and angry shouts of the surrounding guards, the black horse suddenly neighed, raised his front hooves, and kicked the gate of the garrison mansion directly out, and the door panel that flew out suddenly smashed several guards to the ground.
Hastings carried a spear, stood on a horse, and blocked the gate of the garrison mansion At this moment, there were many guards on the street who were coming, and there was also a team of ironclad guards in the garrison mansion who rushed out with swords and shields, but Hastings had a sneer on his face.
With a loud shout, he jumped his horse and shot his gun "Bonfret, you cowardly fellow, I told you I was going to take your last name" With this long laugh, the black horse jumped out, and the spear swept over, bringing up a black flame, and the few ironclad guards who were in the front of the head were instantly shattered in the black light, and even the armor of the human belt was turned into pieces The spear swept, and several guards flew out suddenly, and the sharp black light blade directly tore the person in half in mid-air When it landed, several pieces of mutilated corpses were already scorched by the black flames Hasting's prancing horse rushed into the crowd of the garrison, and wherever the spear went, the ironclad guards fell down with a scream, and in the black light, a rain of blood appeared There were also dozens of ironclad guards in the courtyard, but they couldn't stop Hastings for a moment, and they were all killed Hasteen stooped down and picked up a Byzantine soldier's sword from the ground, and the sword turned into a black light in his hand, and with a bang, the door of the hall shattered, and he stepped forward with a prancing horse and spear, and the horse trampled directly into the door of the hall In the hall, the garrison generals had already been completely stunned and watched this person rush into the hall on a rampant horse, and the horse was covered in black flames, as if he had come out of hell as a killing god And Bonflet, who was sitting in the middle, had a face like a dead man, and with a ding, the wine glass fell to the ground, and then the knight's whole body trembled desperately, and he stared at Hasting, and the voice in his throat was out of his throat, and Bonfrett, who had been face to face with him on the battlefield, did not recognize him "Bonfret" Hastings saw the guy in the middle at a glance, and his eyes were full of anger: "I said, I will kill you, I will not give you the glory of dying in a fair duel with me, you coward, you are only worthy of being humbled under my hands" With a snort, the spear in his hand suddenly took off his hand, turning into a black lightning bolt, and suddenly the black flames soared, making everyone else in the hall seem to feel an irrepressible fiery rush to their faces The black lightning shot in front of Bonfrett in an instant, and he was pitiful for this little white face who started selling ass to do anything, let alone Hasting's angry blow With a bang, his body was pierced in the black lightning head, and then shattered the burning of the black flame, and instantly burned his body to ashes Poor Bonfrett, not even a body remained The woman next to her had already collapsed on the ground in fright, Hastings rode forward, the horse's hooves trampled over the brazier in the middle, and slowly came to the seat above, a spear burning with black flames pierced the place where Bonfrett was standing, Hastings gently copied the spear in his hand, turned around, and swept the hall with his eyes like electricity, and several generals in it suddenly came to their senses, and they drew their swords and stumbled over.
"Ants" The corners of Hasting's mouth raised slightly, and the spear lightly drew a ghostly light with a black flowing flame More and more soldiers swarmed on the long street, but the wall on one side suddenly exploded, the wall shattered and collapsed, and a black shadow came out through the wall, and several soldiers were hit and flew out with blood At the end of the long street, Hastings looked at the Byzantine soldiers in front of him, pointed their spears to the sky, and laughed loudly.
"Odin Hasting, kill the Byzantine warrior Bonfrette and this" In the midst of a long laugh, Hastings suddenly leaned over and rode towards the crowd of Byzantine soldiers in front of him, and the spear rolled up with a black light, and the crowd was suddenly covered with blood A gun shadow flashed, in the midst of the screams, the crowd dispersed, and no one could resist Hasting's shot, and he saw that like the wind passing through the wheat field, the crowd fell one after another, blood sprayed everywhere, Hasting's one person and one horse, just like that, he rampaged directly from the crowd of Byzantine soldiers and sprayed out to the end of the long street, he stopped his horse, at this moment Hasting's whole body was covered in blood, hummed and sneered, the spear waved, shook slightly, boom, the tip of the gun pierced into a wall next to it and picked it at will, The entire wall shattered and collapsed, and the broken stones were piled up all over the street "Those who stand in my way, those who chase me to death, die" Hasting's hoarse voice sounded down the street, and his high-pitched tone was full of mockery: "If there is a kind, come" To be continued: