"oh?"
Looking at the Sword of Development who presented the gold medal with both hands and bowed respectfully on one knee, Zhou Li narrowed his eyes and said with interest: "Sword of Development? Did Magnum III get you all out?"
"His Royal Highness the Emperor saw that the Duke was alone and did not bring any accompanying troops. He was afraid of losing the magnanimity of the great nation. In order for the Duke to take office gloriously, His Highness has specially reorganized the Sword of Development for you to use!"
Listening to the sonorous and powerful answer, Zhou Li smiled and did not answer. He just looked at this group of sharp-edged young people and said with emotion: "I have long heard that the Sword of Development is the strongest sword in the world. The sword's edge No one can stop what he means, once we see him today..."
Zhou Li stretched out his hand and waved lightly. Along with the deep and vigorous sound of the horn, dull footsteps came from behind Zhou Li. After a period of neat metal interlacing sounds, the extremely familiar sound of the military formation of these pioneering swords rang out. What sounded at the same time was Zhou Li's indifferent voice.
"It really disappointed me."
Suddenly, the crowd fell into silence.
The onlookers were stunned. They never imagined that the scene that was supposed to be a business compliment suddenly turned offensive. With a word of disappointment, the golden rice bowl handed over by the emperor to Zhou Li was knocked to the ground and stepped on hard.
Doesn't he understand the value of the Sword of Development? How could the current Magnum be comparable to this army? What is he doing?
At this time, the leader of the Pioneer Sword, Gates, the Legion Commander of the Pioneer Sword, this twenty-four-year-old young man still lowered his head, knelt on one knee, held the badge in both hands, and said nothing.
But it's obvious that while he can keep his composure, his men may not necessarily be able to keep their composure.
"Please enlighten me, Your Majesty the Duke!"
A Sword of Development was the first to speak. He did not stand up and rush towards Zhou Li, but remained kneeling and shouted angrily in a low voice: "The One Hundred Sword of Development was personally organized by His Highness the Emperor. It is the Sword of the Empire and has never been delivered to anyone. I don’t understand how the Duke belittled us out of thin air today!”
"Don't understand?"
Zhou Li glanced at the young man casually, but did not point him out and scold him. On the contrary, Zhou Li seemed to have pondered for a moment. He faced Legion Commander Gates and said in a cold voice: "You can be the commander of this legion. You are considered knowledgeable. Come and lead your brothers to raise your head and take a look." Behind me."
Hearing the sound of the military formation, Gates immediately analyzed that there was an army of no less than a hundred people behind Zhou Li. But he has absolute confidence. There will be no legion in Magnum at this time that can compare with the Sword of Development. Whether it is a group of a hundred people, a group of a thousand people, or even an army of ten thousand people, he will not show any intention of shrinking.
It's just a hundred-man army, just a handful of people, not worth mentioning.
With this in mind, Gates thought for a moment and then gave an order to everyone: "Listen to the Duke's order and raise your head!"
This group of extremely proud young people were already brimming with anger under Zhou Li's sarcasm. After hearing Gates' order, they uniformly raised their heads and looked behind Zhou Li.
When Gates saw the "hundred-man army formation", his face with a disdainful expression hidden under the mask was suddenly startled, and a look of extreme astonishment appeared in his eyes.
Thirteen people?
Appearing behind Zhou Li were thirteen knights whose style was completely opposite to that of Gates' Pioneer Sword Legion. They wore dazzling mithril heavy armor, with retractable lances and heavy shields stuck on their backs, reflecting the pale golden sunlight. Unlike the Pioneer Sword, these thirteen people were all trained since childhood. They are all very similar in height and body shape. These people were of different heights and shapes, and Gates could even tell that the leader of the military formation even looked like a woman.
What is the use of such a military formation?
Gates is not stupid. Magnum III has repeatedly told him that brave men are not simple and should not look at him with ordinary people's eyes. But Gates could never imagine what role a military formation of only thirteen people could play.
Wait a moment…
These men wore no insignia and no family markings. According to imperial law, all legions must wear corresponding items to confirm their identity.
Gates felt a chill rise in his heart. As far as he knew, there was only one legion in the entire Magnum that could not wear any badges or markings.
Guardian's Shield.
Diamonds never need gold or silver to show their status.
"Do you know what's the difference between you and them?"
Zhou Li stared indifferently at Gates, who was gradually sweating on his face. He stretched out his hand and made a fist. Thirteen armored horses appeared on the road on both sides.
"Mount!"
The leading woman's voice was cold, and with an order, the thirteen people got on their horses. When these thirteen soldiers in silver armor put on knight masks and held immortal shields, a solemn aura like a majestic city wall spread over these thirteen people. When that Gates has almost lost his language function.
Only then did he remember a fact. They were not the original pioneering swords. The imperial swords of the three historical legions of Magnum had long been buried in the place where the Void Army descended. And they are just crude imitations.
Now, Gates knew what the thirteen-person legion he faced represented. This is a legendary legion that truly fights on the battlefield to save the next city-state from the disaster of the void. Although they now only have thirteen people left, there is no doubt that the moment these thirteen people formed a military formation, they still dared to fight against the void with shields and spears.
"Do you know where you are missing?"
Zhou Li climbed onto his horse, and Eluma also climbed onto another horse with the blessing of magic. Zhou Li looked down at Gates, who was silent and dripping with cold sweat, and said in a voice as cold as ice: "The first time you saw me, you knelt down."
The sound of horse hooves gradually began, but Gates and the soldiers behind him still maintained their kneeling posture. Zhou Li did not look at them anymore, but just left a word and led the Guardian Legion towards the direction of the parliament.
"They have never knelt down in their lives."
Gates knelt on one knee, holding a gorgeous gold medal in his hands. His profession is inherited and ancient. But the armor on their bodies is new, the swords are also new, and even the medals on their chests are new.
Their knees are old.
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Greeting each other across the street, this is the best summary of this award ceremony.
Along the way, the people's enthusiasm almost overturned the entire city. People cheered, jumped for joy, and praised the arrival of the brave. There are many people here who live in an era without disasters, but are enveloped in a jubilant atmosphere and burst into laughter. Zhou Li also responded to the people's calls with a kind and kind smile, and a young image with a sense of justice emerged spontaneously.
People think that this brave man did not lead a hundred-man army, but only thirteen people, because he did not like extravagance and waste and valued the bonds between his companions. Emphasis on love and justice is always the main theme that people like, just like Magnum III has always had a smiling face, people just like to see it, and they just like to have this face in front of them.
After laughing for more than twenty minutes, Zhou Li finally stepped into the parliament area amidst the blast of horns.
