Law of the Devil

Chapter 187 [Selection of Old Smoke]

In the horse shed of the temporary ducal palace, these guys recruited by Lombard are lined up.

This slightly simple (and certainly relatively speaking) Duke's House, which occupies a small area, is filled with the mansions of the mansions of Guangsha. Such a mansion can only be regarded as a medium-lower one. Obviously, it is not the Ducal status of Du Wei. match.

However, there is no shortage of horses in the Duke's house.

When the original Luolin family withdrew from the Imperial Capital, the house was sold and the people were disbanded. However, as the prince of Luo Xun, the horse was numerous, and all of these horses were brought over by Du Wei.

"You can choose your mounts at will." Longbottom ordered, and these lonely warriors showed a pleasant expression on everyone's face.

When I came to the Duke of Tulips, everyone was already aware of the identity of the owner here. It was actually the Grand Duke of the recent world! Think about the day before, I can still pity in the slave market to find food, and now I have entered the empire's current limelight!

Can you still have a horse of your own? !

However, Lombard looked at the hard-working horse-riding look of these guys, secretly shaking his head and looking at Du Wei around him. He whispered: "Hey, these guys are just warriors, but not knights. In the future, they will not ride horses in the northwest. How to do it! In the northwest, even children can ride horses."

Basically, the warriors on the mainland, as long as they have the status of a genuine warrior, have passed the assessment of the Knights Association. But for most people, they are just "samurai," but they cannot be called "knights."

The so-called knight, the most simple truth: You must ride at least?

But for these low-level warriors. They can't even support themselves, where is the money to raise a horse of their own? It takes much more to support a horse than to support a person!

The decline of the warrior is the status quo on the mainland, and the famous "Knights Association", once a powerful organization alongside the magic union, has now fallen to the top. The Knights Association is responsible for the assessment and award of the Knight Rating Badge.

But most of the martial arts people can't even afford the horses... they only have martial arts. But not riding.

Therefore, on the mainland, it has gradually become accustomed to separate the two groups of "warrior" and "knight".

And these guys in front of me are obviously just warriors, not knights...

"Well?" Longbottom suddenly blinked, and he saw the last old smoke from the horse. This is the strongest guy in the world today, he actually rides a horse! And it seems that the riding is quite good, his posture is very clean and neat. At first glance, it is strictly trained. And he was riding in the right position... The upper body stopped straight, and the legs were not as dead as the other rookies, and it looked very relaxed.

"This guy is a 'knight.'" Longbotton became more and more curious about this old smoke: "He has good martial arts, and riding is not bad. There is such a strong strength, and there are such riding people. How can you fall into the slave market to find food?"

This question is also what Du Wei wants to ask.

Although the temporary ducal palace is small, as a typical aristocratic mansion, some basic facilities are still available, such as... a small scale. But it is also enough for the racecourse.

After leaving the rookie to practice riding happily, Lombard called the old cigarette alone in the room, waiting in the same room, and Du Wei.

The look of the old smoke is a bit complicated, and he probably thought of what the Duke’s adult called himself in.

really……

"Report the number you served, knight!" Longbotton waited for the old smoke to stand, suddenly stood up, and then shouted loudly.

Almost the same as conditioning. As a result of years of training, the old smoke stood up involuntarily, legs and hands together, smashed the boots under his feet, and then shouted loudly: "Wangcheng Guards Royal Guards Fourth Cavalry The sixth team is riding long..."

At the end of the day, the old smoke suddenly reacted, and now he is not in the Yulin army.

However, Longbottom and Du Wei are already very satisfied with this result.

Looking at the unnatural expression of the old smoker, Du Wei smiled and said: "You used to be an officer of the Royal Forest Army?"

"……Yes."

Longbotton smiled relievedly: "No wonder I saw that you like to put your trousers into your boots... Only those who like the beautiful Royal Forest will do this."

Old smoke is blushing. indeed. The Royal Forest Army is extremely focused on the Royal Vigil. In many details, it is different from the ordinary army, especially on personal instruments. The Yulin Army is a model.

Their uniforms are always hot, and there are no pleats on the trousers. They also like to put their trousers into the long riding boots, making the whole person look extraordinarily tall and straight.

However, the phrase "likes beauty" still deeply hurts the old smoke. He seems to remember the day of the coup d'état. The 3,000 most elite Yulin army, but still the "beautiful" equipment, was like a rabbit like a rabbit. The pursuit is to escape.

The military should pay attention to the instrument, but if the instrument is excessively pursued... it can only be regarded as the guard of honor.

"Okay, my general." Du Wei smiled and waved at Longbotton, then looked at the old smoke and said warmly: "I don't think I need to ask, you understand what I want to ask?"

Old smoke nodded, and he sighed: "Adult, are you ready to catch me with the crime of deserted soldiers?"

Indeed, this is the oldest worry. The punishment of the Imperial Army for deserters is extremely serious. There is no room for manoeuvre... the crime of desertion, kill!

"Talk about your experience, old smoke." Du Wei smiled.

"I... was once a Guardian Army." Old smoke bite his teeth: "Before the Summer Festival Day, I have been serving in the Royal Forest Army for 12 years..."

Later, the old smoke said the experience of the 3,000 troops that he was preparing to review on the day of the coup.

"...I was in the middle of an arrow, it was here." The old cigarette pointed at the wound on his chest: "I fainted, but I didn't die. Later, when I cleaned up the battlefield, I was moved to death as a dead body." Outside the city. In the middle of the night, I woke up and found myself lying in the heap of dead people. Surrounding quietly, the burning point in the distance was burning the bodies in batches, there were rebels, and there were people of us. I was not at the time. I know if the rebels won, or we won, so I dare not go out. I left there quietly... they are understaffed, there are too many bodies, there are thousands of bodies, but there are less than one hundred people. Watched, so I quietly left there, and no one noticed them."

"And then?" Duvi nodded.

"Then I sneaked into a nearby town, slept in a shed in a farmer's haystack for one night, and woke up at noon the next day. I stole a piece of clothing and then went to the river to clean the wound. Finally, when I was on the road, I was rescued by a team. I told them that there was a coup in the Imperial City. I was a civilian... Those days were very chaotic. Many civilians were injured in the Imperial City. My statement did not cause doubts from others. The traders gave me some medicines and food, and then I left. A few days later, I returned to the Imperial Capital."

"You are back." Du Wei nodded. "So, at that time you should already know which side of the coup was winning. Since the royal family won, why don't you return to the Guardian Army? You will be brave enough to kill the enemy on the day of the coup, and will be rewarded. In the end, those who are in danger will not be rewarded. Why don't you go back?"

The old smoke was silent, but Du Wei saw that the man in his thirties. There seems to be a flame burning in his eyes!

"Adults, we have a total of 3,000 people, most of them are dead. Especially the team in my location, my brothers are all dead, and my squadron, our chief war is dead, our squadron, I am afraid that only one of me will survive!" The old smoke was a little excited. Some more cognac: "I have been there for twelve years. I am loyal to the royal family, there are my brothers. There are a few people on duty with me. Every time after work, we will go to drink gambling, go find a woman together. I still remember that when I broke my leg on horseback, my chief personally took me back from the racecourse! But... they are all dead." At the end, the old smoke was a bit dry: "They They are all dead."

Du Wei didn't talk, and Longbotton hesitated, biting his lip and not making a sound.

"I remember their names. They are all my brothers. My sir, Hank, the good officer, he is strict with us, and when we are not in duty, please ask us to go to his house to drink. There is Lusa, when I gambled, I still owe him sixteen horns. And Lun, a guy in our team, before the coup, we also fought for stealing a girl, afterwards I thought Apologize to him...but..." The old smoke suddenly trembled, as if it was so clumsy, and it repeated the fact:

"But they are all dead."

"But their death is not your fault." Du Wei looked at the eyes of this old smoke: "They were killed by the rebels. You are lucky not to die, why not go back?"

Old smoke did not answer Du Wei’s words, but he raised a question for Du Wei:

"Duke of the Duke, the day of the coup, and later spread in the emperor, everyone knows what is going on." Old smoke eyes with a hint of gray, his eyes are originally a faint gray, at this moment I just want to be a dying person: "Adult, His Royal Highness Prince, he became the regent. On the day of the coup, he had already prepared. He already knew that the great emperor would rebel! He knew that everything was I know! So he arranged so many backhands, and finally he won easily. Now, he is the regent king, and he will become the emperor in the future. Am I right?"

Du Wei suddenly felt that she understood the heart of this middle-aged man!

"Chen Huangzi, he knew it long ago, why not stop it?"

"Chen Huang Zizi has long known that why are we three thousand people still going to die?"

"Chen Huangzi, since he knew a few things, why not do something before the coup?"

"Chen Huangzi, he knew it already..."

Du Wei can't answer these questions, or he knows the answer, but he can't say it.

"Dear the Duke, do you think you can't answer?" Old smoke said with a bitter voice: "My own, actually knows."

He took a deep breath: "Because Chen Huangzi did not think about stopping the coup beforehand, he needs to use the coup to get rid of the big prince, he needs that coup! So, our three thousand people are being The chess piece he abandoned was the bait that he gave up. The death of our three thousand people can make the big prince mistakenly think that the coup is going smoothly... We three thousand people must die, because we are in the plan of the prince At the beginning, it was abandoned."

Finally, the old smoke concluded: "These, I understand."

Du Wei sighed, and Longbotton, beside him, suddenly slammed his fist on the table.

"I am a Yulin army." The old smoke is very heavy: "I used to be loyal to the royal family. As long as the thorns and flowers are pointing to the place, I am willing to go to the **** battle, willing to use my life to fight! To defend the royal family! But that day, I was so hard to die, and then suddenly and ridiculously discovered... I was originally loyal, he simply did not deserve my loyalty!"

"I am a soldier, I am willing to die! But... I absolutely don't want to be sold out and die! So, I survive, refuse to work for the royal family again, I will not go back!"