Continental Warriors Yoo Ma

Even if one or two ambitious boys were touched by Bayar's words, they would not be able to explain why due to limited knowledge.

"Bayar, on this beautiful night, don't talk about those spoiling topics." A noble lady rolled her eyes.

Antoinette sighed too.Pierre is good at everything, but sometimes he doesn't understand the style, and he can easily become the destroyer of the atmosphere.

"Children, what are you talking about?" Jean II came to his daughter with a wine glass.

"It's nothing, Papa, it's just that Pierre is worried that we in Provence will be involved in the war."

The King II laughed out loud, and patted Bayard on the shoulder approvingly: "As expected of the Duke of Savoy's favorite excellent knight, he has a vision far beyond his peers."

The implication is that compared with a truly mature and stable adult, he is still a little worse.

"Provence has formed the closest ally with France. Who dares to invade this beautiful land? Whether it is the Crusades or the war for the throne of Naples, it is carried out abroad. Our lives will not have any Variety."

Bayar was not convinced by the style of letting the second generation rely on the old to sell the old, and did not agree with him at all.However, the young knight still showed the utmost humility and restraint, saluted Jean II, and said: "My lord, I don't think the situation is as optimistic as you said. If nothing else, if you are like an astrologer As predicted, the celestial sphere confluence phenomenon appeared in Provence this winter, and monsters from other worlds kept appearing, ravaging our countryside and massacring innocent people, what should we do?"

Bayard sighed: "In my opinion, today's banquet is really too extravagant. If you don't use these expensive magic lighting, you can save the funds for rebuilding the castle..."

Let the second's expression immediately darken, with a dissatisfied expression of "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

In his view, Bayard's worries are completely unfounded. Monsters from other worlds really appeared in Provence through the intersection of the celestial spheres, and Duke René I was also a headache. What does it matter to a small country noble like him?

In order to prepare for this dinner party for his daughter, the Second Emperor invested too much money, and even postponed the repair work of the family castle.Just a few days ago, because he withheld the salary of his cavalry captain, the cavalry captain ran away in a rage, and took away twenty well-trained soldiers.

It is the duty of every lord to maintain a certain amount of weapons every winter to deal with the possible convergence of the celestial spheres.According to the Eastern saying, this is called "responsibility for guarding the soil".

In order to hold extravagant banquets, they don't build castles or raise soldiers. If such a thing reaches the ears of Jean II's boss, the Baron of Arles, he will definitely not be able to eat juice.As a result, Bayar just brought up this matter, which made the Second King almost have the urge to cover the opponent's mouth immediately.

However, Rang II, who has been in the social field for many years, manages his expressions well.In an instant, he put on a friendly and enthusiastic smile again, and taught the young knight his life experience with earnestness and earnestness: "Pierre, I know that you hope to be like the protagonists of those knight narrative poems, relying on your strong martial arts to fight against the strong and help the weak, and win the battle." Honor and wealth. But today is not the age of our ancestors, a man, a horse, a suit of armor, and a spear, can get everything on the battlefield. Vassals who are able and willing to serve their lords every year Fewer and fewer. And lords are more willing to vassals to replace military obligations with money."

In this era when the feudal military system is becoming more and more dysfunctional and mercenaries are popular, Jean II's concept is not unreasonable.

He patted Bayar's shoulder with emotion: "People are the most important resource for our nobles. In order to maintain old relationships and expand new ones, socializing is inevitable. We must let others If the aristocrats like you, they must have mansions, horses, fine clothes, wine, food, banquets... I am not ignoring potential threats, but in terms of investment, I have temporarily changed my focus, understand?"

"but……"

"Nothing but, young man!" Jean II's tone suddenly became very serious, "I know you don't plan to serve the Duke of Savoy. As a Frenchman, your greatest ideal is to fight for the Kingdom of France. I Your daughter will soon occupy a pivotal position in Charles VII's court, and if you can keep your mouth shut, the Meneles family will find you a good position in the royal army."

After talking for a long time, it turned out that I was worried that I would go out and talk nonsense...

Bayard shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Don't worry, my lord, I won't say anything against you in front of the Baron of Arles."

"However," Bayar changed the subject, "You'd better rearrange your weapons, so that you can deal with it in time if the celestial celestial convergence happens nearby."

"There is no 'what if'! How could such an event with such a small possibility happen to happen in my territory..." Facts have proved that FLAG cannot stand indiscriminately.Before Jean II finished speaking, a scream that pierced through the night completely tore his confident expression to pieces.

"What happened?"

Looking at the banquet hall where the atmosphere was gradually descending into panic, Jean II shouted loudly.

Unfortunately no one responded.

Only then did he remember that after his cavalry captain ran away with a bucket, there was simply not enough detection and defense forces around the manor.

Gradually, the sound of water waves from the Rhone River outside the manor became louder and louder, as if there were many creatures churning crazily at the bottom of the water, making one's skin crawl.

A disgusting stench began to fill the air, like the smell of salted fish and corpses fermented for three months.

"My lord, my lord! It's not good!" At this time, a thin old man ran up to King Jean II wearing only his underwear.Behind him was a panting, flushed, disheveled lady who was Jean II's wife.

Knowing that there was a high probability that he would be cuckolded, Rang II gritted his teeth and his veins burst out, and finally suppressed his anger and asked, "What happened, my magic consultant?"

He said he was a magic consultant, but in fact, this old man was just a low-level first-ring mage, and the success rate of casting a magic missile was less than [-]%.

This is also normal, what kind of real magic talents can low-level nobles afford?

However, even if he suspected that he had put on a cuckold for his employer, and his ability was not very good, the old man was still the first to sense the crisis: "My lord, there has just been a celestial sphere convergence phenomenon, just outside the manor at the bottom of the Rhone River! A farmer who secretly fished in the river at night has been killed by a monster!"

After the old man yelled hoarsely, a scream that symbolized death came from the direction of the Rhone River, and the sound became louder and louder from far to near.

boom!

The shells fell in the garden, and there was a sudden chaos.After a series of bounces and rolls, the cannonball blasted a huge blood hole in the chest of the poor old magic consultant.

Seeing that someone was killed, the banquet guests, who were still in a state of ignorance, reacted and started screaming and running in all directions.

Bayar glanced at the shells that were still rolling on the ground, and found that besides blood and flesh, there were many barnacles attached to the pitch-black surface.

"Can use firearms, and it's an aquatic creature." Bayar made a preliminary judgment on the alien monster approaching the manor.

"My lord, we must organize those who can fight to buy time for the old, weak, women and children to retreat! We must also send someone to inform the Baron of Arles immediately!"

Reminded by Bayar, Jean II came back to his senses and began to give orders continuously.

It's a pity that he has been thinking about how to let his daughter climb the high branch of the King of France, and neglects the management of the territory. In this critical moment, he is unable to respond effectively.

After barely gathering all the guests and servants who could use swords, monsters from other worlds had appeared outside the manor.

The most numerous of these monsters are zombies dressed as sailors with hoods and vests.Their eyes are shining with a faint blue light, and they have a variety of weapons in their hands, including sailor scimitars, hatchets, harpoons, and various long and short firearms.

Among the hordes of zombies, there were several huge gray-green figures.They are huge crustaceans exuding a breath of death. A pair of terrifying pincers can easily cut off a humanoid creature by the middle, and a zombie with a hand cannon rides on its back.

The shelling just now should be their masterpiece.

In addition, among these wet zombies that smelled like sea water, there were also female undead with faint blue bodies wandering around.These undead have beautiful faces, graceful bodies without a single strand, and they sing soul-stirring songs from time to time.

After smelling the breath of the living from a distance, these undead suddenly fell into a state of mania, screaming and rushing towards the manor.

"Be careful, it's a siren banshee!" Bayar shouted loudly, and then went forward without fear.

Chapter 330 The Tree Can Speak German

Bayar rushed towards a siren banshee with a sword against the flow of people fleeing in panic.

The alluring banshee also fixed her eyes on the young knight, her lips parted slightly, and she sang a bewitching voice.

But Bayar was unmoved, and slashed at the siren banshee's head with a sword.

The banshee dodged quickly, but was still scraped across her shoulder by the sword.The spirit body, which should not have been hurt by the physical sword, had an obvious wound.

The Siren Banshee was obviously irritated, her thin and red lips quickly opened wide, immediately occupying most of her face, revealing rows of sharp and terrifying teeth.The seductive female voice suddenly turned into a screaming sound wave, mixed with a rotten smell, as if it wanted to tear the soul of the living into countless pieces.

Bayar, who was at the center of the attack, was not afraid of danger.With a serious face, he shouted: "Mercy!"

The ordinary long sword in the young knight's hand suddenly burst into a warm, broad, holy light that seemed to be able to contain everything.

He swung his sword again, and a pure white sword light extended from the edge of the sword, piercing into the body of the Siren Banshee.

The ferocious siren banshee quickly calmed down in the white light package, and disappeared without a trace with a serene smile.

After solving a siren banshee, there was a continuous crackling sound in the distance.

"Gunshots? Why no flames?"

The question in Bayar's mind flashed, and he subconsciously drew a circle in front of him with his sword: "Honor!"

A golden oval shield was erected in front of him immediately, blocking the dense bullets that flew towards him.

At a young age, Bayar is already a Transcendent at the core level, and he is also a special profession in the knight system: chivalrous knight.

In addition to the general abilities and martial arts mastered by the knight, he can also display the eight virtues of "humility", "honor", "sacrifice", "valor", "mercy", "spirituality", "honesty" and "justice". Sword skills.

As long as you abide by the eight virtues of knighthood in your life, the more powerful your sword skills will be.

Bayar was the first to resist the attack of the undead, and the rest of the manor had a chance to escape.As the master, Rang II has long since abandoned his martial arts skills, and also lost the courage to face evil directly.He didn't take up the sword to fight with Bayar, but grabbed his daughter's hand and fled out of the manor like crazy.

"Where are we going, Dad?" Antoinette asked.

"Go to the castle... No, the castle can't stop those monsters, so I can only go to Arles!" Jean II said.

Not far away, zombies had climbed over the fence and rushed into the garden.Many guests panicked and bumped into the zombies, and were hacked into several pieces by the rusty machetes covered with barnacles in the hands of the monsters.

Some people were lucky enough to be hit by stray bullets while running, and fell to the ground with a plop, dying silently.

There are many more people who were knocked down and trampled in the chaos, and died at the feet of the same kind.

Looking at the mess in front of him, the tragic scene of death and injury everywhere, made II's lips tremble.

The banquet that was painstakingly prepared was completely ruined, and her daughter's future might also be affected.Let II not only resent the unfairness of fate, but also regret it very much.

If he, like Bayar, had basic awe and precautions against potential threats and fulfilled his duty of defense as a local lord, how could the current situation happen?

"However..." Glancing at his daughter who was as delicate and pitiful as a frightened deer, hope rose again in the Second King's heart.

As long as the daughter is still alive, the Menelles family has the hope of a comeback!

"Antonia, grab my hand and listen to my orders for a while. When it's time to run, run as hard as you can. As long as we enter the city of Arles, we will be safe!" Let the second hold his daughter in one hand and hold her in the other. Tightening the hilt of the sword, he finally summoned up some noble courage.

"Dad, where's Pierre?" Antoinette looked behind him.By the pond in the garden, Bayar is shining with light all over, fighting the zombies desperately.

Influenced by his father, coupled with his cousin Agnès as a "role model", Antoinette always thought that fighting and killing was not a great ability. Life, while relying on wisdom and strategy to get everything you want, is the real aristocrat.

But now, the dream woven by beautiful clothes, delicious food, mansions, music, dance...all the beautiful things is directly shattered by the simplest and most brutal death and violence.

If Bayar, whom she labeled as "pedantic" and "obtuse", hadn't stepped forward and temporarily blocked the attack of the undead, she might have died.

"Don't worry, Pierre is the most powerful knight in southern France, even if he is not much weaker than Rachel. He will be fine, let's take care of ourselves first." Jean II said insincerely.

The gap between the young Bayard and France's No. [-] warrior cannot be summed up as "not too weak".It's just that he lied because he was worried that his daughter would suddenly go crazy and go to rescue Bayar.

After speaking, Jean II led his daughter and ran out of the manor.

Since the stables had been captured by the undead, King II could only flee on foot with his daughter.The two had just ran out of the garden with the fleeing crowd, when there were again intensive gunshots in the distance.

Let II have some basic military knowledge. Although he doesn't know why, these undead from other worlds have more advanced firearms, but he still knows how to deal with intensive long-range shooting.

He pulled his daughter and fell to the ground, waiting for the crackling gunshots and the sound of lead bullets entering the flesh to stop completely.

"Okay, get up and run!" Jean II shouted.

The father and daughter got up, dropped dozens of corpses on the ground, and ran along the road.

Suddenly, thick fog began to fill the surrounding area.The lights of the town that used to guide the escape direction in the distance gradually became invisible.After running in extreme panic and exhausting the last bit of physical strength, II found out sadly that he was lost.

Just at this time, the familiar smell of fish and rancid smell came over.

This shows that the undead are gradually approaching.

"I...I swear to the Seven Sages, if I can survive this time, I must regain the abandoned martial arts, learn from Marshal Bushcourt, run ten kilometers every day in plate armor, and then swing the hammer a hundred times, throw a One hundred stones, one hundred front flips, one hundred ladders..." let the second man sit paralyzed on the side of the road, muttering.

"Father, don't stop, as long as you keep running, we will be saved!" Antoinette shook Jean II's arm, sobbing.

"It can't be done, daughter, my body, which has been rotten by a comfortable life, can't recover even under the threat of the undead." Let the second shake his head with a wry smile.

However, the undead can't arouse Jean II's desire to survive, but the Germans can.

In the dense fog, a series of German shouts suddenly came.Some kind of DNA in the second body seemed to be awakened, and Ji Ling stood up, watching the heavy shadows in the fog vigilantly: "What's going on? Why can the trees in Provence speak German?"