Chapter 454： Target Bailu City

The south gate of Tinder City opened wide, and teams of blood cavalry galloped out, the sky covered with smoke and dust.

The guards of the Brugen family watched this scene with a sense of unreality in their hearts.

This iron cavalry from the north, coming and going fast, seems to have no nostalgia for this Tinder City, which can be called the number one fortress in the east.

However, they all understood that although the blood cavalry came and went like wind and stayed in Tinder City for only one day and one night, they had completely changed the city.

Ambiguous rumors about Grace and Earl Anglia have circulated in the city, this kind of peachy lace news can always spread effortlessly, not to mention the Brugen family seems to have no intention of blocking the news.

Therefore, where Tinder City should proceed in the future has become the most discussed topic in the city privately.

Grace stood at the top of the city, ignoring the various inquisitive gazes from around, staring at the blood cavalry gradually disappearing on the horizon.

The butler came over and asked softly: "Miss, those rumors in the city...Would you like to take care of it?"

"No." Grace shook her head.

The housekeeper frowned, and when she wanted to persuade again, she listened to Grace again:

"Go contact the church and ask them to prepare for father's funeral."

"Yes." The butler had no choice but to take his orders and leave with full anxiety.

The cold wind howled, the guards at the head of the city shrank their necks unconsciously.

It's just that Miss Grace, who seems to be spoiled and spoiled, still stands there quietly, looking into the distance, as if expecting something.

There is no cloud in the clear sky, and it is as clean as a blue mirror.

Suddenly, an undetectable black spot appeared on the mirror, hovering over Tinder City.

Grace's eyes condensed, the little cherry mouth made a strange mouth shape, and a sharp whistle kept emitting.

Attracted by this whistle, the black spots in the sky suddenly swooped down.

It was only found nearby that it was a huge black-feathered raven.

The raven landed on Grace's shoulder and rubbed the girl's hair with its wings very humanely, as if to say hello.

Grace smiled and rubbed the Raven's head, then took a letter from its feet.

The guard at the head of the city curiously looked at the girl and the peculiar raven from the corner of his eye, but he didn't dare to ask more questions.

Finally, Grace had finished reading the letterhead, her face still had the original expression, it seemed that the contents of the letter did not surprise her.

Afterwards, she took out a written reply from her arms, tied it to the raven's feet, and made a sharp whistle in her mouth again.

The raven quacked, fluttered its black wings, flew into the sky again, and disappeared quickly.

Grace turned and walked down the tower. When passing by a brazier, she dropped the letter paper she had just received.

The rising flame quickly swallowed the letterhead, spitting out strands of ashes.

Suddenly a cold wind blew, and the corner of the letter paper that had not burned out rolled out of the brazier.

The guard on the side picked it up quickly, and saw that there was only one sign left on it——

"...Your dearest brother."

The guard scratched his head unclearly, wondering if Miss Grace's brother had just left Tinder City, and why he wrote back.

But he didn't dare to ask more, and quickly threw it into the brazier again.

The flame rose again, turning that corner of the letterhead into ashes.

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"You are black knights galloping on the battlefield, and speed is your second life..."

Clive felt the cold wind whistling in his ears, and couldn't help but remember the words of Marquis Garcia on the podium when the Black Cavalry was just established.

At that time, the black cavalry galloping on the firmament ice sheet was indeed carrying out this creed—to win with speed!

Under the leadership of the Marquis of Garcia, the black cavalry is like a red-hot steel knife. They can pierce the enemy's chest with the fastest speed and the most ferocious posture in the shortest time, no matter where they are. , Let their blood boil instantly.

Battle after battle, victory after victory, the black cavalry used the blood of the enemy and undefeated record to scrub the name brighter and brighter and more brilliant.

However, after the fiasco of Shadow Canyon, Marquis Garcia left the Black Cavalry.

This army also changed a commander, a name, and a style.

Compared with the direct communication of the Marquis of Garcia, the style of Count Angele made many black cavalry soldiers very uncomfortable at first.

They are all battle-tested veterans. Of course, it is impossible to fail to understand the situation, and they can also understand some simple strategies.

If the tactics and strategies of the Marquis of Garcia in the past are relatively easy to understand-it is to find the enemy's most deadly key, and then kill it at the fastest speed and the most decisive posture, then the style of Count Angele seems a little unpredictable. Thoroughly, it can even be called weird and unpredictable.

But there is one thing that the Count of Anglia and the Marquis of Garcia are the same, that is, the same invincible!

Outside Silvermoon City, 7,000 black cavalry remnants wiped out the 100,000 Pegasus Legion, rushed thousands of miles on the ice field, cut off the head of the troll emperor outside the city of Troll King, and when the Northern Territory was in danger of internal strife, he used his own power. Turn the tide and lead the army to defeat the seemingly large number of rebels...

Although it is difficult for a blood cavalry officer like Clive to figure out the thoughts of Count Anglia, the successive victories have allowed Count Anglia to establish a prestige in this army as much as that of the Marquis of Garcia. .

Therefore, when Earl Anglia was outside the city of Clover and asked the main blood cavalry to go down the River of Fury and march towards Bailu City, no one raised any doubt.

When Clive thinks back now, he will think whether he was crazy at the beginning.

The blood cavalry of less than 20,000 went deep into the east lonely and went straight into the hinterland of the east, and the target was still a strong city like Bailu City...

No one would think it was possible for them to conquer Bailu City alone, but strangely, no one doubted that Earl Anglia could lead them to take Bailu City.

It sounds difficult to understand, but this is the function of prestige.

As long as he has enough prestige, a commander can let his army carry out any seemingly impossible commands.

The wind was piercing, but Clive felt as if a soldering iron was burning in his chest.

Bailu City!

Capital of the East!

Territory of the Saint-Pros family!

It was also the place where the Marquis of Garcia was once imprisoned!

The Shame of Shadow Canyon The blood of the Pegasus Legion cannot be washed away!

After landing on the southern side of the Altius mountain range, this blood cavalry seemed to have returned to the firmament ice again, regaining the feeling of galloping horizontally and horizontally in the past, like a sharp blade inserted into the enemy's chest.

Clive immediately took a sip of strong wine and stuffed a few slices of beef jerky, the speed of the whole process did not slow down at all.

This is the basic skill of every blood cavalry soldier, and they can even sleep on horseback.

For five days and five nights, Clive was convinced that Bailu City should be not far away.

Suddenly, there was a low horn in front of him.

Clive's heart shuddered and he immediately slowed down his horse speed slowly, but the blood in his heart rolled more violently, because he understood--

Bailu City is finally here!