The sky is clear and white clouds are floating in the blue sky.
Under the south gate of Thunder Fortress, a hundred knights in silver armor held their heads high, and the horses beside them were also covered in silver armor, shining dazzlingly in the sunlight.
A tall horse covered in gold armor walked slowly across the suspension bridge. On the horse, Locke was wearing a red magic robe with two gold stripes on his chest and cuffs, which symbolized an intermediate fire magician.
After a battle in the Consciousness Sea, Locke broke through to the intermediate level of magician, but only a tiny bit of the pure necromantic energy left by the Necromancer God was absorbed.
Huihui squatted in front of him, a pair of small paws constantly flipping the horse's mane.
"Get on the horse..." With a loud shout, the knights in shining armor turned onto their horses in unison, looking at Locke and moving as he moved forward.
"Let's go..." The Thunder Cavalry followed Locke in an orderly manner, moving neatly.
"May the musket emblem protect you." Duke Sovereign himself shouted from the city wall.
"Thunder Army... kill..." the Thunder Cavalry shouted without looking back.
It was less than half a month before the wedding of the third princess of the empire, and it would take ten days at the fastest to reach the imperial capital from Thunder Fortress. After leaving Thunder Fortress, the elite group moved forward at full speed.
In Novovar in the south, fast horses must be prepared for them, so they can continue on their way without stopping by changing horses.
The group rode hard and changed horses more than ten times along the way. In ten days, they arrived at Baoshan Town, the town closest to the imperial capital.
More than a hundred cavalry entered the town in a mighty manner, causing panic immediately. This place was only twenty miles away from the imperial capital. Such murderous cavalry had not been seen for many years.
Locke was walking at the front, and the closer he got to the imperial capital, the more excited he became.
"Sir! Sir!" A fat middle-aged man hurried over, his fat body swaying up and down with his pace.
Lockle's horse stopped, and the cavalry behind him also stopped.
"Hello, sir, I am the mayor of Baoshan Town. What is your purpose here?" The middle-aged man took off his hat and bowed.
"After a long journey, let's rest here for a few days." Locke shook the reins after saying this, and the golden-armored horse continued to move forward.
"Stay here, sir, we don't allow soldiers to enter the city." The fat mayor said as he trotted after the horse.
"Who set the rules?" Locke asked condescendingly without any intention of stopping.
"It's... it's... the imperial capital..." The fat mayor originally wanted to say to himself, but he was afraid that he would not be able to suppress the other person and would change his words at the last moment.
"Imperial Capital?" Locke stopped again and looked at the fat mayor suspiciously and repeated.
"Exactly...exactly!" The fat mayor swallowed and pretended to be calm.
"Well, from now on, this rule is invalid." Locke sneered, shook the reins, and galloped directly towards the inn.
When he arrived at the inn, Locke was stunned. He saw that the military hall inn was in dilapidated condition. Even the walls had collapsed in several places. Through the gaps in the wall, one could see overgrown grass in the yard, and there were skylights everywhere on the roof.
"It's really enough. The people of the imperial capital live so comfortably. How can they not take it seriously if they are far away from the war zone?" Locke dismounted and came to the door of the inn. He stretched out his hand and pushed. The huge door panel collapsed and dust covered the sky.
"Young Master, look..." a cavalryman asked softly.
"Article 123 of the Imperial Military Regulations stipulates that military post stations must be established throughout the country and must be manned and maintained."
"This military station has been abandoned for many years. Where did the annual maintenance fees go? I think it should go into the pocket of the mayor." Locke said with a sneer.
He didn't want to meddle in other people's business, and he didn't take it seriously about the fat mayor's previous obstruction. They would not affect the life of the town, and they only stayed at the Military Hall Inn along the way.
"What should we do now?" the soldier continued to ask.
"Just tidy up a little, I'll rest here for the next few days." Locke said and took the lead to walk in.
I have to say that this place is really dilapidated, and the ruins look like they have just experienced a big battle.
Hundreds of cavalry led the horses into the courtyard. There were no supplies here.
, just in time for the horses to eat all the weeds in the yard, killing two birds with one stone.
The soldiers quickly cleared a room for Locke that looked relatively solid, and they themselves made bunks or bunks on the floor.
Outside the inn, the fat mayor and a group of people were constantly looking at him.
"Mayor, you said they won't report us to the higher authorities." A follower whispered.
"Probably not. It looks like they are just passing by. Go and prepare a meal with meat. Use meat and wine to stop their mouths."
The entourage took the order and left with a few people with a wave of his hand.
The fat mayor straightened his clothes, lifted his belly and walked toward the courtyard.
"Take a look... I asked you to fix this door a long time ago, but you just didn't listen and didn't hurry up and fix it for the superiors." The fat mayor pointed at the collapsed door panel and pretended to shout to the entourage behind him.
"Yes, yes, damn it, let's get it done by the superiors." Several followers said with a smile, and then laboriously lifted the door panel and nailed it back together.
"Sir, please forgive me for the poor hospitality." The fat mayor said as he walked into the courtyard with a smile on his fat face.
Locke walked out of the room and looked at the fat mayor expressionlessly.
"Hello, Mr. Magician. Thank you for your hard work. I have ordered people to prepare meals. I will ensure that you and the officers can eat well and sleep well tonight." The fat mayor nodded and bowed.
"Oh? Sleep well?" Locke looked around, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
Upon hearing this, the fat mayor rolled his eyes and said, "That's right. As our town continues to expand, at the beginning of this year, we are planning to move the military hall station outside the town, so no one will take care of it. It's really right. Can’t live.”
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"What's your name?" Locke asked, squinting.
"Taylor, Edmund Taylor."
"Stop being ridiculous, we are just passing through here. We are too lazy to care about you. We are going to rest here for a few days. Apart from delivering meals, we don't need to send anyone over." After speaking, Locke turned and walked towards the house.
When he reached the door, he stopped and turned his head and said, "Also, tell those who are spying on you to get out, or I will move their heads."
Taylor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded in response, then smiled at the cavalrymen who looked at him coldly, and then turned and left.
After leaving the inn, Taylor conveyed Locke's instructions. In his opinion, as long as he served the other party well these days, the team should not blame him anymore.
"Send them food, bedding, etc. quickly, and find a few young girls to see if they will accept it." After giving the instructions again, Taylor looked back at the inn and left with a smile.
Not long after, more than a dozen young and beautiful girls were sent to the inn along with barbecue and bedding.
The people who followed Locke this time were all well-trained elites. They did not need beautiful women, and barbecue was their first choice.
………
In the mayor's mansion, Taylor sat behind his desk, the faint light of the candle flickering.
He shook the red wine glass in his hand and brought it to his nose to smell it from time to time.
"You mean they only accepted the food, where did the cavalry come from? Silver armor... silver armor?" Taylor leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to think.
Suddenly he opened his eyes violently, and because of his huge movement, the chair made an overwhelming sound.
"It's the Northern Army. It seems they are from the Austin family. They probably won't be invited to the third princess's wedding, right? Are they here uninvited? It seems interesting."
"Chief, should we take action?" the follower standing nearby asked.
"No, let them go to the imperial capital. If a dog bites a dog, it will take a hair out of its mouth, hahaha..." Taylor laughed wildly.
The attendant on the side also had a smile on his face.
"By the way, how did you do what you were told to do?" Taylor said, putting away his smile.
"We have carved a magic circle within a radius of five miles. As long as you give an order, all creatures within the range will become the devil's best nourishment.
"The attendant bowed slightly and said.
"Very good, we'll take action after Austin's people leave." A cold light flashed in Taylor's eyes.
"May the Demon God reappear soon..." the follower said straight away.
"May the devil reappear soon..."
