The knight king of the otherworldly moon

no.413 Speed ​​up the march

A sudden, loud knock on the door startled Pombeck.

He almost didn't.

After regaining his senses, he immediately yelled at the door.

"Bastards! Didn't I tell you to get away, you're out of your mind, and you're still not listening to me.

Dare to disturb my interest, sir, and say, how do you want to die!"

Pombeck roared out.

Doing this kind of thing is disturbing the interest, and the personal mood will not be good.

However, the knocking on the door continued and became more intense.

"Sir, it's not good!"

"What's wrong, it's not the British who are calling! Make a fuss all day, get out of my way!"

Yelling, Pombeck bowed his head and was about to continue.

He originally thought that this would allow the younger brother outside to leave, but this time the younger brother directly stated the seriousness of the problem.

"The Britons are calling!"

"What a good thing! You dare to lie to me, the Britons are still there: how can they be here after a hot fight with Charlemagne thousands of miles away."

Pombeck was stunned at first, but then he immediately realized that this was a lie.

From his point of view, that's true.

Too bad it wasn't a lie this time.

"Sir, come out and have a look.

The battleships of the Britons have arrived at their doorsteps.

The shore has been completely lost, and if you don't come out to command, the entire alley will be completely occupied."

The younger brother shouted in tears outside the door.

In fact, he also understands his own thoughts.

If someone told him a day ago that Britain was going to attack here, he would slap that person in the face and make him stay awake and stop dreaming all day.

But now... "Go away! Don't try to lie to me."

Pombeck is now in a position of not going up and down, looking at the beautiful lover in front of him, he is very annoyed by the little brother outside.

"Sir, come out and see for yourself.

If you don't come out, they'll call here.

grown ups!"

The younger brother continued to slam the door hard, and this time, Pombeck finally came down.

He was full of anger and prepared to teach this little brother a lesson, let him understand who is the boss.

"You bastard, dare to disturb my interest and I will let you understand the consequences of doing so now! Britons, where are the Britons... Knights of Britain!"

Opening the door, Pombeck immediately saw the flames of war far below.

His current position is on the third floor of a house in a high aristocratic district, with a very good line of sight.

Just a few hundred meters away from the front entrance, the figure of the British knight can already be seen there.

He stayed for half a minute and didn't respond.

At this time, the younger brother reminded him.

"My lord! I really didn't lie to you."

Hearing this voice, Pombeck subconsciously came back to his senses.

"Bastard, why didn't you tell me earlier."

He slapped his younger brother in the face and yelled loudly.

"I......"

At this time, the younger brother covered his face, and there were a thousand words in his heart that he wanted to say to this stupid idiot in front of him.

I'll tell you sooner! That's all I can find your people.

Who knew you were hiding here today.

In fact, the younger brother had already visited Pombeek's house for the first time before.

Otherwise, there will be no information about the Black Knight's past.

"Hurry up, you have to go home quickly, I I..."

In response, Pombeck immediately thought of not going to the command post, but going home. He planned to pack up and run away.

"It's too late, I just saw a group of knights heading towards your house.

My lord, now we can only hurry back to the command post."

"How many have they come!"

"I don't know, there are people everywhere.

Estimated at least [-]!"

"Ten thousand!"

Pombeck almost died of fright.

He knows the combat power of his subordinates, and it's no problem to bully pirates or something.

But if it is said to fight with the elite of France, it is a free giveaway.

And now it is obvious that the British elites are attacking.

They have defeated the elite of France.

Thinking about it like this, a certain formula immediately emerges.

The British elite and the French elite's own men should flee.

The formula came to his mind almost immediately.

"grown ups!"

"Quick, bring my horse here."

At the urging of Pombeck, the younger brother immediately brought the horse over.

"Help me on the horse!"

"Yes!"

When Pombeck came to the warhorse, he did not even look at his lover, and was ready to flee for his life immediately.

If the money is gone, you can find it again, and you can find your lover again, but your life is the most important thing.

With this thought in mind, he quickly ran out of the city.

The younger brother didn't know why at the beginning, and thought he was going to the command post to direct the battle, but now, when I look at it, the direction is wrong! "Sir, the direction is wrong! The command post is over there."

On the battle horse, the younger brother reminded his boss.

"Who said I was going to the command post.

I'm going to Normandy now to ask Lord Philambaras for help."

Pombeck even figured out a reason to run away.

"..."

For the shamelessness of his boss, the younger brother has a new understanding.

However, in order to save his life, he could only follow.

Although the viscount's escape ability is top-notch, his response is also good.

But because he had wasted too much time on women before, he had just run to the avenue outside the city and was waited by Agobi who had already been waiting there.

Argonaut had no intention of showing mercy at all, and took him back like a dead pig.

In the command post at the entrance of the alley, this was originally the place where Pombeek stayed, but now he has indeed come here.

It's just that the identity is a prisoner.

He only wore one piece of clothes and looked at Lucifer in fear.

"Two o'clock!"

Lucifer looked down at the Viscount in front of him and said calmly.

"what"

Pombeek didn't react at this time.

"Do two things well, and your future will depend on those two things."

"Won't you kill me?"

Hearing this, Pombeck asked subconsciously.

He glanced at the Aggin text beside Lucifer again, originally he thought he was doomed.

"Why do I have to kill you I've always been very tolerant of... sensible people who can understand each other."

"Thank you for your kindness.

Whatever you want me to do, I will do it.

As long as I can do it."

Suddenly finding that he could live, Pombeek immediately praised Lucifer and expressed his loyalty.

"Don't worry! It's simple! Let these people inform the others, give up resistance and surrender on the spot.

If you're still alive, don't do stupid things.

I am merciful, but not merciful enough to accept a second surrender."

Saying that, Lucifer gestured with his eyes to the dozens of non-commissioned officers who were caught on the spot.

His words are also said to others to listen to.

That's right, when you let them go, if they still want to resist, they won't have a chance to surrender.

Since they can surrender here, they must be afraid of death.

"No problem! Absolutely no problem.

The second thing is"

Pombeck nodded immediately.

He didn't want to die.

"Equally simple, find one of your most trusted personal guards and inform him that he is still there: Philambaras of Normandy, telling him that this place was attacked by ten thousand British navy and needs rescue."

The moment Lucifer said the second thing, Pombeck thought he heard it wrong.

"what"

He said subconsciously.

"Can't I do it? It seems that maybe I should consider another person."

"Can! Can do it! Absolutely! I can do it myself."

Although I don't know why Lucifer made such a decision, Pombeck still promises that he can do it.

"You just stay here.

If I didn't see the reinforcements led by Philambaras come to shake, then something very regrettable could have happened, you understand."

Speaking of which, Lucifer's words had already brought an obvious threat.