Xiao Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief: Phew! It's finally settled temporarily. Although I lied, in this wartime, kind talk is helpful to stabilize the military's morale. It is better than fighting in a nest. Let's do it now, and I will confess to the God of Light afterwards.

In just a few words like this, the Black Earth Knights had come a stone's throw away.

Seeing that it was about to enter the longbow range, this knight Qiqilema just stopped out of range.

Bishop Elsie and his men immediately became nervous again.

The Knights of the Black Earth are not easy to provoke. Can this little Westwind town be able to hold it?

Just relying on a group of militiamen, a priest, a nun, and a few adventurers, how can such a lineup be maintained? The Black Earth Knights rushed over for a while, fearing that it would break the city in an instant.

The people of the Knights Templar climbed up the wall involuntarily, and silently squeezed away the militiamen on the wall, occupying the most important defensive position. Everyone took up their weapons and set up a posture of a fight to the death.

However, they had just set up their posture and were ready to fight to death, and they saw a group of children climbing up the city wall. These children were brought up by a girl in maid costume, and each child was holding it in his hand. A popsicle with a big smile on his face.

The children sat in rows on the town wall, licking the popsicles, clapping their hands and laughing: "Watch Father beat the bad guys!"

Lilian smiled and said: "The master said, those enemies who come to commit crimes are not necessarily bad guys. You are young and have not the ability to distinguish between the good and the bad. Don't just follow it. In short, when you grow up, Stay away from politics."

The children raised flushed faces: "What is politics?"

Lilian shrugged: "I don't understand politics. Anyway, it's a very complicated thing. The master said that he doesn't really understand it, so just don't mix it up anyway."

The determination of the Knights Templar to fight to the death was instantly disturbed by the awkward chat of these troublesome children. A knight almost roared, and a word came to his lips. Fortunately, Bishop Elsie reached out. Stopped him.

The bishop of the Holy See of the Bright cannot show a fierce side in front of ordinary people. Instead, he habitually puts on a kind smile, even if his heart is already burning, Elsie still has a benevolent face. He said to the children: "Children, there is going to be a war. It is too dangerous for you to come here. Hurry up and hide in your own home. Close the door and don't come out."

"There's nothing to be afraid of in a war!" A little girl licked the grape-flavored popsicle while giggling: "As long as you don't cheer loudly, there will be no casualties."

Elsie looked dumbfounded: "What the hell? What is the inevitable connection between loud cheering and casualties?"

The little girl giggled and said: "My father was so loud for cheering in the last battle, and his voice was dumb for three days. He was embarrassed to trouble Father to heal him for this injury, and it turned out to be the whole town. The most injured militiaman."

Bishop Elsie: "..."

Member of the Three Hundred Temple Knights: "..."

With such obscure children, there is no reason to speak.

The Knights of the Temple decided to ignore him, and Bishop Elsie also cast his sights outside the city.

At this time, the black soil knights outside the city have begun to move. After watching for a while outside the town, a knight in black armor walked out and shouted at Westwind Town: "This is Westwind Town. Right, is it Father Robert's site?"

Robb scratched his head from the town wall and said with a smile, "Exactly!"

The knight yelled at him as a gift and said loudly: "The Princess Palace likes the popsicles you gave her very much. Thank you for your generous gift. Moreover, the Princess has already issued a notice to the whole army twenty-five days ago, ordering all his subordinates. , No troops can be sent to Xifeng Town."

Robb’s face showed a kind smile: "Let’s just say, there has been no undead army to attack Westwind Town for dozens of days. It turns out that Her Royal Highness has already issued such an order. Could you please turn around and tell the princess, I’m very grateful to her. ."

The conversation between the two of them almost stunned the temple knights next to the town wall.

Bishop Elsie looked at Robb's profile in surprise and inexplicably, thinking: What the hell? The rebel princess actually ordered the town not to be attacked? This...what's the situation? Are there any private transactions? No, it is impossible for the Black Holy See to enter into any private transactions with the heretical judges of the Bright Holy See. Only an unending relationship is right.

Then why doesn't the opponent dare to attack? There is only one possibility, that is, this man is too strong, forcing the other party to adopt a peaceful attitude with force.

I saw the knights outside the city once again bowed as a salute, saying: "However, the villains who were chasing the Holy See of Illumination under the order of the army, chased here, but saw them being sheltered by Westwind Town. If I retreat here, empty-handed Returning would be a shame to my duty and mission. Moreover, if this group of people rested and ran out to make trouble, I chased them and ran back to Xifeng Town to hide. I am also very embarrassed. Please also Father Robert gave instructions, what should I do?"

This sentence is also asking Robb to make a friend, but it is more euphemistic, but the meaning is very clear: "I will not fight you Westwind Town, but you Westwind Town can't protect the person I want to arrest."

Robb smiled and said: "Dude, I think your request is reasonable and I understand it. However, since these people have entered my town, I am based on humanitarian principles and it is impossible to drive them away. Going out and letting you kill is not in line with my way of being a human being. If you think this is good, I will assure you that after these people enter my Westwind Town, I will not let them go out and make trouble, and guarantee that they won’t be here. Your rear will create any trouble for you. In this way, you can assume that the three hundred temple knights are dead and will no longer affect your strategic deployment. What do you think?"

The knight seriously considered this issue and leaned forward: "Father Robert is reasonable, and it is considered knowledgeable, but if I want to retreat like this, I am still unwilling. I am bold and want to challenge the priest. It is just a private contest. Disobey the order of the princess. If you win me, then follow your proposal just now, if you lose, then..."

An ellipsis was dragged here, and I didn't go on, but all fools could understand. If Robb loses, Westwind Town doesn't need to pretend to be forced, and it's better to surrender.

Obviously, the knight didn't completely believe in the report of the necromantic knight last time, and he wanted to give it a try.

Robb couldn't help laughing: "Well! You are a funny person, okay, let's play two tricks. What are you going to compare? Magic, swordsmanship, or writing poetry? It's not me who blows, I fight The level is average, but when it comes to copying poetry... heh heh... is writing poetry! Hahaha, no one in the world can make me right."

Chapter 112.5 Demon Swordsman

Emotionally, Robb hates other people making trouble for himself and ruining his lazy life.

However, from a logical point of view, or from the overall strategic perspective, Robb could understand why the knight wanted to give it a try.

There was an enemy town stuck in the hinterland of the army, and it also sheltered the fleeing Knights of the Holy See of the Holy See. It was just as unhappy that he changed his position as a knight.

And this knight has never seen Robb’s strength with his own eyes. At most, he only heard two introductions from the necromancer he released. In this case, he should face Robb directly as soon as he stands in front of him It's impossible to give up on one knee.

This is not the world of fantasy cultivation. He glanced at someone and swept away his spiritual knowledge, and found that the other person was a Nascent Soul, and he was just a pill formation, so he immediately knelt down and shouted to senior.

The knight rolled over and got off his horse, walked a few steps forward, and deliberately walked within an arrow's range.

At this distance, if the archers on the town wall throw arrows at him, he may be killed by random arrows, and he deliberately dismounts and walks into this range without taking the next person, which is actually a kind of Said that he did not act maliciously.

Robb sighed, "I want to be lazy, but I have to persuade this guy to leave. What should I do?"

Golda went out and said, "Mr. Robert, or else, let me go and play with him?"

Robb shook his head and said: "Most of you can't beat him. Even if I give you a BUFF so that you can defeat him, you may not be able to win very beautifully. At the time of the enemy, if you can't win a big victory, it will be completely eliminated. If the enemy’s desire to attack, then they can’t give the enemy enough shock. Such guys will appear continuously, just like hitting a child and coming to his father, hitting his father and then coming to grandpa, hitting his grandfather and coming again. Ancestor..."

Speaking of this, Robb smiled and said: "You have to directly show the ability to put his ancestors on the ground and beat him, his family will recognize them collectively, and never come to trouble you again."

Golda said awkwardly: "It seems to be the case."

Robb smiled and said: "Last time we hanged the Necromancer, but only one Necromancer knew how strong I was. What he said alone, but the other party didn't believe it, caused the troubles like today. But today's situation is different. There are more than a thousand people watching from the other side, so now I have to go out and let all these people know how strong I am. Let them all go back and blow, so that no one will doubt it anymore."

Golda nodded and took two steps back.

But Bishop Elsie was a little unacceptable next to him, and he leaned in and said, "Father, you really want to go out and fight him? This...this...it's too risky, I don't know how strong you are, but then I know the knight. He is the vanguard captain of the Black Earth Knights. He is a very powerful magic swordsman. It is really too dangerous to go out of the city to fight with him. It is safer to resist the wall and defend him."

Robb smiled and said, "Thank you for your reminder, but I still have to go out."

After speaking, he stretched out his hands to support on the edge of the town wall, leaped his feet, and jumped out of the town wall like an Olympic athlete "vaulting horse". He lifted it high and made a gesture of appealing to the referee.

However, people in this world couldn't understand his playing tricks, and a group of people looked at him dumbfounded.

Robb said: "It's not fun!"

Putting away the vaulting, walked a few steps forward slowly, and stood in front of the knight.

There was only a distance of two meters between the two, this distance was already the distance to hit the opponent in an instant, but Robb didn't rush to take a shot, and the knight also stood still.

Robb smiled and said, "Let's talk about it? I know it's definitely not better than writing poetry."

"Swordsmanship! Magic!" The knight said solemnly, "Come together!"

Robb clapped his hands and said: "I heard that you are a powerful magic swordsman. It seems that you are very confident in both swordsmanship and magic."

The knight looked proud: "Yes, I do both magic and swordsmanship!"

"As soon as you say this, I think of both style and style..." Robb sighed leisurely: "It's so 666."

The knight said: "Stop talking nonsense that you don't understand, draw your sword."

Robb could sling this man empty-handed, but he glanced at the more than a thousand subordinates behind the knight, and after thinking about it, he decided not to use the empty-handed, but to use the weapon. Only if there is a weapon, it can be more than air. Big force.

His eyes searched on the ground, and he immediately found a branch of the branch. He took the branch in his hand and shook his hand. The craftsman's skill was activated, and the branch instantly turned into a wooden knife.

With a horizontal sword in hand, he smiled and said, "I'll use this as a weapon."

Knight Fury: "Are you looking down on me? You actually use this to compete with me?"

Robb said: "I'm afraid that I'm accidentally hacking you to death with an iron weapon. The attack power of wood is low... Well, the attack power of this knife is only 1."

In fact, even with a weapon with an attack power of only 1, Robb can still hack this person to death with a single stab. He has to carefully control the strength of his shots. After a while, he must be gentle and cautious to make moves, so as not to pretend to be forced by a single blow. No change and enmity.

But the knight did not understand his painstaking efforts. His face was full of anger. After being despised, he wanted to prove himself and wanted to slap the opponent in the face. With a twitch of his right hand, he made a loud noise, and the sword with one hand Pulled out of the scabbard, the tip of the sword pointed to Robb: "You will pay for your arrogance."

Robb smiled and said: "I am not arrogant, arrogance is one of the seven deadly sins! I never commit the seven deadly sins."

"Kouhu!" a large group of townspeople called out on the town wall: "What are you lazy Father talking about?"

Bishop Elsie and the members of the Knights Templar on the town wall are all embarrassed to death now. They don't know what words to use to describe their inner fear. Where is the neurotic priest? Why do we have to carry a wooden knife to compete with the enemy? Is this not taking your own life in your eyes, or not taking the town behind you seriously?

Moreover, he is so nonsense, why are the townsfolk still in the mood to play with him in the air?

At this time, the knight was already preparing to take a shot. His free left hand pointed at the long sword in his right hand, and the sword "boomed", and Xiongxiong burned.

"Flame Sword!" Father Elsie shouted loudly, "Be careful of his sword. The flame magic power attached to that sword has turned into a magic sword, and ordinary armor can't stop it at all."

Robb doesn’t need him to explain, he has already seen it. The magic sword has been used in the old game "Diablo 2" ten years ago. Of course it also has it in "Black Blade", and Robb himself also Yes, but I have always been too lazy to use it.

The knight stepped forward, waved his flame sword, and struck Robb with a sword. What's interesting is that while he was taking out the sword, he was still chanting words and magic spells...