"cavalry?"

Ella turned her head and glanced over Amy, Aztlan, Princess Navarre, Red Sword, White Bow... Finally, she captured the Earl of Ile de France from the crowd:

"Quickly, let me see what happened before!"

"Me?" The Count of Ile-de-France felt a little unbelievable.

"Of course it's you! You are the only nobles of the Almani Federation here, and you can tell which army is opposite by looking at the flag! Come and loosen the ties!"

But just as the warrior Aztland relaxed the Count of France, Ella pulled out Princess Navarre again.

"Did you see it? Your little lover is in my hand now!" She terrorized the Earl of Ile-de-France. "If you dare not come back or do something small, I will sell her to the slave merchant... By the way, I will sell it to the consul of the Federation of Almany!"

The Earl of France twitched slightly: "To whom?"

"Sell it to the consul of the Federation of Almany, that is, your relative, the Earl of France!" Ella chuckled a few times, "Has you heard of it? Hestein, of our pirate kingdom, has been conducting such slave trades with the Earl of France! Then I will give your little lover some medicine and stuff it into the Earl of France's room... Hehe, I can't wait for you to come, she will become the Earl of France! You are relatives again, and you will be able to watch the play at that time!"

"Should I call you... despicable?"

Ella smiled with her waist and said, "Swear! Swear! Swear! Swear, no one will come to help you!"

At this moment, the rope on the Count of Ile de France had been completely untied. Seeing that Ella was still laughing, he could only tense his face and walked a few steps in the direction of the sound without saying a word, and then slowly ran until he disappeared into the distance.

"Your Majesty, what's your bad idea?" Amy murmured behind Ella, "This Baron Mole is a relative of the Earl of Ile de France. If he runs away, then he goes to see the Earl of Ile de France in front of us and greets him in advance, what should you do?"

“Gu…????”

Ella's smile froze.

"Yes, it shouldn't matter? No matter how much these hostages are still caught in my hands..."

Amy sighed: "I hope so."

The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer. Soon, Ella saw smoke and dust rising from the village. Not long after, the first horse appeared in Ella's vision, and then two more, eight, twenty-two more horses appeared... Soon, dust covered the sky and the sun and rolled over, and the sound of horse hooves was like rolling thunder!

"No one rides on it!" Amy shouted first, "It's a Mustang!"

"It's not a wild horse, it's a war horse." Ella stared ahead, "Look, they all have saddles on their backs."

——Yes, this is a group of war horses.

——This group of war horses are unmanned.

——But, he rushed towards Ella in a uniform manner!

Such a scene made the red sword and white bow, who were used to cavalry fighting, widen their eyes in surprise.

At this time, what is most scary is not the out-of-control horse herd in front of them. Reason tells them all that after the running horse herd, there must be some monster as terrifying as a forest fire, hunting with its teeth and claws!

"Amy!"

"learn!"

A ball of fire rose in front of Ella, briefly shocking the running horses. Amy's body flew into the air with the fire and stared at the rear of the horses.

Suddenly, a creepy bone whistle sounded, causing the running horses to stop. Amy was slightly stunned - the bone whistle was exactly the same as the whistle used by the Aztlans during the sacrifice.

"God's messenger! God's messenger!"

An excited voice came over. But he saw a man rushing out of the flying smoke and dust. The man on the horse was waving excitedly at Ella and Amy:

"I finally found you!"

After seeing the appearance of the visitor, Amy slapped her face - this was no one else, but she was sent by Ella to investigate the information, but she ran alone to Awutmok, who was unknown.

He was sitting on the most sturdy and tall horse in his mouth, with a bunch of grass roots on his head, and a bunch of grass crowns on his head. The same grass crown also brought a head of the horse under him. They were running among the horses, and the horses consciously made a way for them. Where they ran, the horses gathered again, lined up, and followed, like a group of well-trained guards of honor.

"Awutmok! Where are you running!" Amy cursed, "I asked you to investigate the movements of the Duke of Brittany. After you check, you should go back to Molei to find us. Why did you run here!"

"Isn't this Mole? I don't know, I don't know the place name here." Awutmok touched his head innocently, "I just went to inquire about the information about the Duke of Brittany, but I was chased and chased away. When I found the way, the Duke of Brittany was already stationed in Mole. I looked for the envoy everywhere, but I just couldn't find it."

Amy pointed at Utmok's nose angrily: "If you were a regular army, you would have been pulled out to be dealt with by military law long ago!"

Then, she looked at Ella with a little apology: "Sorry, your Majesty, the warriors of Aztland don't know much about the road, so..."

"Well, I'm just lost, it's understandable, it's understandable."

Ella's attention was completely out of Awutmok. She looked at the crowds of war horses while drooling:

"It looks like they are all good horses, and they have all the horse harnesses. Where did you get such a good batch of goods?"

"Well? I met it in the wild, and then I spent a little time to get along with them..."

"In the wild? Stop kidding!" Ella jumped up, "Will the horses you encounter in the wild carry saddles, stirrups, and horseshoes? And there is such a large group?"

"Hmm? What are saddles, stirrers, horseshoes?" Awutmok looked at Ella foolishly, "Don't all horses look like this?"

"I'll explain this to you later." Amy felt a little headache. "Did you really encounter this group of horses in the wild?"

"Yes!" Awutmok promised, posing with his chest, "I can't lie to you, Lord God!"

"This, your majesty, is it saying..."

Amy turned her head and looked at Ella. She had guessed something vaguely, but she didn't dare to say it.

"The one who can load so many horses must be elite troops. Since these horses have run into the wild, that is to say, such elite troops have been completely defeated."

Ella's expression became serious.

"In other words... there was a war nearby, and the scale was quite large."

war.

This word shocked the red sword, white bow, and black balance tied up. This is the junction of the Duke of Normandy and the Duke of Ile-de-France. A large-scale war broke out here. Is it meant that...

"Wait a moment……"

Ella suddenly reacted.

"Where is Baron Molai? Why haven't he come back yet? Isn't he really leaving his little lover and running away, right??"
Chapter completed!