Warlords: Rise From the Land of Doom

"Giggle! Miss, this Sir Narrant is so interesting!" Lina laughed immediately after hearing Narrant's words.

No matter whether Sir Narant can actually fight in the end, or even help the Tulip family to gain face, this sentence has also severely humiliated this Earl Rakoff.

Calling Rakoff the old man, she had never seen a Sir with such courage before.

Stella didn't speak when she heard the words, she just stared at Narant with a hint of surprise.

"Boy, do you think that you are Bernard's vassal, so you can be unreasonable to me!" Rakoff has been an earl for decades, and he has never met someone who dared to humiliate him face to face.

In particular, the young man in front of him probably didn't even have all his hair growing, and his eyes suddenly became cold.

"Count Rakoff, I'm just telling the truth!" Narant's expression was sincere, as if he had spoken the truth before, and the surrounding Tulip vassals couldn't help but laugh.

"Humph! Bernard, this is how your Tulip family treats guests, you just lost a game? Let such an unreasonable wild boy deliberately humiliate me?" After all, talking to Narant for a few more words is the reason why he has surrendered his status as an earl.

"Narant, sit down!" Although Quint spoke out, and Narant also spoke madly, Bernard still didn't quite believe that Narant had a sharpshooter who could deal with Lakoff's men.

He also knew from the last Wallard incident that this kid Narant must have an opinion with Quint, so it is very likely that Quint wanted to kill with a knife.

However, now that the Count has asked Narant to sit down, it is impossible for Narant.

Since this compulsion has stood up and pretended, it needs to be installed to the end.

It's not his character to give up halfway.

Besides, if everyone knows that the longbowmen team under their command exists in the future, it is very likely that they will really make their name as a coward.

"Lord Earl, I am willing to fight for the Tulip Family and compete with this Earl of Rakoff!"

Whoa!

"This Narant turned out to be real!

"Does he really have a good marksman?"

"How is it possible, Narant has only owned the territory for four months, so he can't cultivate it!"

"It's a pity that Andrew is not here, otherwise I will stop it, young man, it is still too impulsive!"

In an instant, the vassals looked at Narant suspiciously.

In the previous words, they only regarded Narant as a big talker, but now it seems that Narant seems to be serious.

"Narant, are you sure?"

Bernard stared at Narant and asked in a deep voice.

"Lord Count, I'm sure!"

"Very good, if I can win today, I have a great reward!" Bernard didn't refuse, and then looked at Rakoff with cold eyes, "Rakoff, my vassal is willing to compete with you again, you how do you feel?"

"Of course! Bernard, I just said that I owe you a small favor, and I just pay it back to you now. In addition, I can just teach you how to be a small nobleman for this little vassal who doesn't know much. duty!"

"Do you want to continue the bet?" Bernard automatically ignored most of Rakoff's words and continued to ask.

"Of course my iron cavalry family will accept the benefits of this free gift, and the bet remains the same!"

"Very good, let's start the competition! Narant, you can arrange it!"

"Yes, Lord Earl!" Narant sat down after hearing the words, and then whispered a few words in Vivian's ear.

Immediately, Vivian stood up and left the stands.

When the people around saw that Narant actually ordered an ordinary girl to do errands, they immediately shook their heads.

From their point of view, this young man is afraid that he is going to have a big downfall today.

After all, looking at the two women beside him, you can tell that Narant is also a boy who likes beauty.

Since ancient times, I have never heard of a teenager who is addicted to beauty and can achieve great things.

"Haha! Bernard, I suggest you take back this kid's title after the banquet. He is deliberately letting you lose one more shop!" Rakoff had already sat down at this time, and when he saw this scene, he did not forget to move towards Bernard's run.

Although Bernard frowned, he didn't say anything.

On the other hand, Narant was at ease and didn't care about those surprised eyes at all.

If the only one who is optimistic about Narant in the field, I am afraid it is only Boris.

Others think that Vivian is an ordinary girl, but Boris has seen Vivian's superb shooting skills.

He actually wanted to propose to let Narant stand up for the Tulip family to compete.

But Narant was there, he didn't choose to stand up, he must have his own ideas.

In addition, if it really ends up being a showdown, it will be a battle of life and death.

If Narant's subordinates suffered any loss, he couldn't afford it, so he didn't say anything.

"Look, there's a team of guards over there!"

"Hey! What's the matter, didn't you say that Sir Narant's guards were on the stage? Why is it a guard of an earl's family? Look at the smock marks on those guards, which earl's family belonged to?"

"I haven't seen this sign! It's not the Earl's family, but, have you seen it, isn't the girl in front of the team the girl Narant ordered?"

It didn't take long for the audience in the stands to suddenly see a group of guards walking out of the entrance.

This group of guards were fully armed, but they wore a smock over the leather armor, which made them a little puzzled and thought they were guards of a certain earl family. After all, few vassals had such things as smocks.

Several counts also looked at each other, but it was clear that the sign was not from any of them, and then they looked at Narant with interest.

"Hmm! Your Count, this is my guard. I think the smocks of the Count's guards are very beautiful, so I learned to make a few!" Narant explained embarrassedly.

And the surrounding vassals rolled their eyes after hearing this, this Narant is too pretentious, even better than them!

"Guard squad! Walk together!" Just as everyone rolled their eyes at Narant, there was a loud shout from the field!

"One or two!"

With this loud shout, the guards who were still in normal posture suddenly became stronger when they marched, and the entire team became uniform whether they waved their hands or raised their feet.

Whoa!

"What kind of pace is this, so neat!"

"Yeah, you look at the way they walk, it's exactly the same!"

"Just now, Nalakoff's men seem to be very neat, but now compared with the guards under Sir Narant, it is not worth mentioning!"

The changes in the field instantly made the audience talk about it.

The pace of Narant's team right now is not comparable to that of Rakoff's team.

Although Lakoff's team marched in a neat way, the small movements still couldn't be done uniformly.

But Narant's guard squad, whether it's the pace, the arm swing, or the guard's head, it all seems to be carved out of a mold.

Especially when they were marching, the positions of the front, rear, left and right were exactly the same from beginning to end, as if all of them were put on the bracket, no one was half a point faster, and no one was half a point slower.

"Everyone has it, step by step!"

"The Storm Leader will win! I will win!"

Clang clang!

tread! tread! tread! tread!

tread! tread! tread! tread

But before the audience could react from their surprise, the formation of the guards below had changed again.

After receiving the order to walk, all the guards shouted in unison, and at the same time, they took out their weapons in unison.

The swordsman pulled out the long sword from his waist, and the archer took the longbow behind him, and then both held the weapons in their hands. , slant down toward the side.

And this is the first step to switch weapons. When this set of actions is completed, all the guards raise their heads and look towards the platform at the same time~www.readwn.com~ The pace that was originally only a small advance has become wider.

When walking, his legs jumped straight and never bent again, and every time he stepped on the ground, he was full of endless power.

With this step, the field immediately remembered the step! tread! tread! of unifying footsteps,

The sound was so uniform, so loud, so magical.

"This is so handsome! The storm collar is so mighty!"

"The storm leads the mighty!"

"The storm leads the mighty!"

Facing such a visual and auditory impact, the audience who saw this scene for the first time was in an uproar, and the enthusiasm in their hearts was instantly ignited.

This phalanx of guards seemed to have magic power, and they couldn't help but make their blood boil.

They didn't know how to express the fervor in their hearts, and in the end they could only use the word mighty to express all this.

In an instant, the mighty cheers of the storm leader resounded throughout the audience.

"I finally know! Momentum, Narant's guards have an unstoppable aura!" At this time, Boris suddenly realized that he finally figured out what Narant's guards were like when they entered the stadium. difference.

Narant's guards marched with an aura of abandonment, which could instantly ignite the fire in a man's heart.

And although the guards of Lakoff marched fairly neatly, compared with them, they were completely the contrast between beggars and generals.

"Bernard, how did the guards of your vassal train!" Before the competition started, several counts noticed the extraordinaryness of this group of guards.

Not to mention the combat power, this appearance alone will definitely not lose to the elite guards of any earl family.

Even the guard of honor greeted by His Majesty the King may not be able to compare with it.

It's hard to imagine that this is something a little jazz can cultivate!