Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 10 10. Knight Dream

The next morning, I met a small schooner called Druzzi, and seeing the Winter, I avoided it directly, and didn't intend to communicate, maybe because I was afraid of being black.

On the afternoon of the third day, another Druzzi schooner was encountered, and the Bitter Winter also turned around and ran away.

At this time, Dacius realized that his Drutch three-masted marauder is really a bit of a supermodel. This kind of ship is for the black ark, just like the big drive in the aircraft carrier battle group. .

On the fourth day, I took advantage of the night to bypass the city of Lyonis and the surrounding islands, and headed north to the city of Sorel, looking for a place to land.

More than 20 Bretonnian cavalrymen stopped, and their horseshoes raised the turf.The evening sun filtered through the trees, dappled their armor.

On the hills to the north, they could smell the sea and hear the waves in the distance.The squires were returning from the hill.Their gait and manner indicated that they had found what they were looking for.

The leading knight took off his helmet and shook his hair, revealing a young face.When he turned to look at his flag bearer, there was a smug smile on his face.He smiled proudly. "Looks like we've found our quarry, huh? My dear Bathurstine."

Bassestine raised his visor, also a handsome young knight.He said in a low voice, "Maybe so, Joniva." But the expression on his face was equally triumphant.Because, they all know that they are about to become heroes again.

Less than two hours to the north is the village of Avignon.Since the beginning of summer, it has been attacked.Of course, there are only a few hundred old farmers in the village, and there is nothing of value to loot.But every knight's duty is to protect the weak, and the young chivalrous knight quickly seizes the opportunity to prove his worth.It now appears that Joniva and Bassettine, childhood best friends, are about to become the saviors of Avignon.

Not far in front of them, the captain of the attendants got off his horse, trotted over, took off his helmet, knelt down in front of the two noble knights, and reported to Joniva ecstatically.

"We've found it, my lord. It's Hudrucci. There were about ten of them. On foot, without mounts, in armor, with a small camp."

Joniwa asked, "Drucci? Are you sure?"

The captain of the squire replied, "Yes, my lord. I'm sure it's Drucci, not a Norse."

Joniva and Bathurstine glanced at each other, and then Joniwa said to the attendant, "Well, well done, very good, ready to fight."

Joniva drew his sword and said, "Are you ready to fight, my friend?" After speaking, he clamped his legs on the mount and began to jog.

Bassestine said wisely: "Let's not be impulsive. Think about it. We have more than three times the number of them, and they are all cavalry. We will crush them directly! Of course, if we can capture these Drucci alive If so, we can get a lot of rewards, and His Excellency Duke Herpans will be very grateful to us."

Joniva understood Bassestine's hint, laughed and said, "Hahaha! Bassestine, you undoubtedly possess the mind of a lord, no wonder I am in charge of commanding you."

Bassestine smiled brightly and said, "Let's go!" Then he turned to the servants on horseback and said to them, "Squires, let's catch some Drucci pirates now. They will regret setting foot on the land of Lyones!"

With the clatter of hooves, the Bretonnian cavalry marched forward bravely.

The squire's reconnaissance was accurate, and as the sun went down over the bay, the brothers Dacius and Takaya, with a band of pirates from the black ark, camped and made a fire to cook.

A big black and purple tent stood behind them, the flag on the top of the tent fluttered with the wind, and a small boat ran aground on the beach.

Dacius was picking wild fruits, and felt uneasy again in his heart. He frowned and asked, "Have the people we guarded been released?"

Flanes put down the wild fruit in his hand and said, "My lord, it was arranged two hours ago."

Dacius said cursingly: "What the hell, it's weird."

Bassestine looked at Durucci in the distance and said, "They don't even have bows and polearms. I've already seen the goddess of the lake smiling at me."

Joniva smiled at his banner officer and said, "The ladies of the nobility will definitely like our story, and then they can't wait to fight us."

Bassestine said with a shiver of wit: "My dear friend, ladies can fight better than any fighter I have ever met in battle!"

The two laughed, and following Bassestine's order, the attendants galloped across the hill in unison, rushing towards Dacius and the others.

Seeing the Bretonnian cavalry rushing towards them in the distance, the two brothers Dacus and Takaya jumped up from their chairs.

The Black Ark pirates directly dropped their work, drew their weapons and lined up around Dacius.

Flanais said anxiously: "My lord, you go first! We will try our best to block them!"

Ren also quickly said: "Yes, my lord, you go first, we will buy you time!"

Dacius laughed angrily and said, "Damn, what's the matter, there's no reason for me to go first!" Then he gritted his teeth and said, "Delay! Delay! Put down your weapons! Let's surrender!"

Dacius stepped out of the formation, raised the Bretonnian military salute to the galloping cavalry, and the pirates of the Black Ark also put down their weapons under the command of the captain.

The Bretonnian cavalry saw that Drucci raised his hands to surrender, and slowed down their horses. Joniva gracefully stopped in front of Dacius, pointed his lance at Dacius, and the point of the spear went a little further Words touched his nose.Dacius didn't take half a step back, he raised his hands and raised his head to meet Joniva's gaze.

Joniva withdrew his lance and raised it to the sky, then took off his helmet with his left hand, raised his chin and said to Dacius arrogantly: "You are now the Baron of Valence, the savior of Colony, Ah! Saviors of Vignon, captives of Joniva de Valence. You will be tried for your crimes against this land, and until the trial I promise you will not be ill-treated."

Dacius looked at the chivalrous knight in front of him, and thought: "What a stinky fart, my mind is full of knight dreams." Then he smiled politely, and said gracefully in Bretonnian: "Dear Baron My lord, please forgive us. They know their crimes well, and so do I. I am a child of the Thousand Eaters of Karond Karl, and my name is Baldek Blackblade. I offer you my sword. We are willing Obey your authority, and there will be no more disputes today. Tomorrow we will face the trial calmly." As he spoke, he skillfully untied the noble curved sword at his waist, and raised the noble curved sword with sheath to Joniwa with both hands.

Bretonnian and Imperial are as identical as High German to Low German except for the grammatical differences of some words.

(End of this chapter)