Chapter 128: Wrong judgment

Although these Viking warriors were all riding horses, they were very strong. However, they were still a bit inferior when facing elite soldiers such as Bernice and Hubla.

It took Zhao Feng a few minutes to solve these ten people, and the ground was full of people.

In the eyes of Bernice and Hubra, those Viking warriors were simply vulnerable, and it was not challenging to solve them.

Compared with these Viking warriors who fell to the ground and hummed, the Viking clan leader Sax was even more miserable. At this time, his chest was stepped on the ground by Zhao Feng's feet and he could not move at all.

Once he wanted to struggle, he felt a huge force coming from his chest, causing his bones to almost break.

Although he is already a master of the Silver Warrior level, under Zhao Feng's men, he is like a child, without any threat at all.

Sax had thought about using his fighting spirit and gave it a try with Zhao Feng.

However, Zhao Feng's foot stepped on was very good. Once he wanted to be lucky, Zhao Feng stepped on it violently, not giving him the chance to gather fighting spirit.

Faced with such a situation, he could only stay on the ground and hummed in pain.

In the memory of the Viking patriarch Sax, he never encountered such a painful lesson. In the past, he had bullied others.

However, Feng Shui takes turns. Today, it was his turn to be bullied by others.

He could not understand why Zhao Feng, a young man who looked only in his teens, was so powerful, and his subordinates' performance also surprised him very much.

Saxophone originally thought that his skills could at least be ranked in the Satuba Market. Even if he met a master, he could at least protect himself.

But when he met Zhao Feng, his abilities were easily subdued by the other party before he could show his strength. This result made him very unwilling to accept it.

"Even if you meet a golden warrior, it is impossible to solve me so easily. Could it be that he has become a saint and entered the legendary realm?"

On the mainland, warriors above the level of the Golden Warrior are classified as Martial Saint level according to the classification of the level. Among them, according to the weapons used, they will be called Sword Saint, Sword Saint, Gun Saint or Great Martial Artist.

Among them, Sword Saint is the most common one. The other types of Martial Saints are very rare and are rare in the entire continent.

Based on Zhao Feng's performance just now, this saxophone directly brought him to the ranks of the Martial Saint. If Zhao Feng had not been too young, he would even think that the other party was a master at the level of the God of War.

"Hold on for a while, you can wait for the reinforcements!" At this time, Sax's face was pressed against the sand, praying hard that the reinforcements would arrive soon.

"When my reinforcements come, I must deal with you well. I will definitely return the pain you gave me ten times."

At this time, Saxophone secretly swore in his heart.

When Zhao Feng and the others had just dealt with these Viking warriors, there was a rumbling sound of hooves coming, and hundreds of cavalrymen came from afar.

These people are the people from the First Knights of the Royal that Zhao Feng saw just now.

At this time, these people received news from the Viking warriors and rushed over to maintain public order. Their efficiency was very fast, but Zhao Feng and others were faster.

The dozen unlucky people were already lying on the ground and humming. The scene in front of them surprised Reeves, the squadron leader of the First Cavalry Regiment of the Empire.

He has some understanding of the level of the Viking warriors. If they are based on a single combat power, these people are at least as good as high-level warriors. If they are on horses, their combat power will be improved.

However, these people were easily solved by Zhao Feng and others. This combat power surprised him, the squadron leader of the First Cavalry Regiment of the Empire.

"No wonder this person who reported the news said that more than 20 of them defeated more than 200 of them."

When Reeves first saw Zhao Feng and Hubra and others, he realized that the group of people in front of him were not easy to mess with.

"Soldiers, disperse according to their formation, pay attention to their position, do not be too dense, remember to echo each other and maintain their formation." At this time, he ordered to his subordinates.

"Yes, they all disperse in formation!"

After hearing his words, the soldiers maintained a good formation one by one, and completed this change in just a few seconds.

From this we can see that this cavalry squadron is definitely elite, well-trained and very strong in combat.

At this time, the momentum of these more than 200 people suffocated the entire Satuba market. Under their impact, all the people watching the fun had long been away.

Even those who were doing business next to them didn't care about bringing the goods and had long disappeared.

"Are you killed the members of the security patrol?" At this time, after more than two hundred surrounded Zhao Feng and the others, the squadron leader Reeves asked slowly.

In his opinion, these people could not escape at all under the siege of these more than two hundred people.

At this time, he looked arrogant and looked at Zhao Feng and the others with a high look. To him, these people were all untouchable and it was not worth his trouble.

Reeves' family is a side branch of a large family in the imperial capital, with aristocratic bloodline. He himself inherited the title of viscount. Therefore, he always felt that his family's bloodline was very noble.

In the Imperial Knights, all the people are nobles, but some are declining nobles, and some are people who cannot inherit their titles.

As a viscount, he was given the position of squadron leader due to his bloodline and title.

So when he arrived at the Usutari Desert, Reeves had a strong sense of superiority. In his opinion, most of the people in this desert were vulgar and uncivilized people, neither paying attention to hygiene nor behaved very vulgarly.

However, in Reeves's opinion, the sax of the Vikings was a very tactful person. Not only did he listen while speaking, he also gave himself a lot of benefits.

This made Reeves very happy to leave the imperial capital and stay outside the station. Although the stationing environment is relatively harsh, it is also a good thing to be able to get some oil and water.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have run over so actively to check it out.

Zhao Feng ignored the question from the squadron leader of the cavalry regiment, but he was very arrogant and just nodded and said, "Yes, we killed it."

After saying that, his feet stomped on the chest of the Viking patriarch Sax, telling him not to act rashly. Otherwise, he would give him a good look.

"Do you know, you have violated the imperial laws. Now, I ask you to immediately release these good people from the security patrol. Otherwise, I will arrest you for the crime of tyranny. If you do not cooperate, we will kill you!"

Speaking of this, Reeves said threateningly with murderous aura on his face.

However, Zhao Feng didn't even see this level of threat. He was not afraid of these people at all and said, "Boy, don't you know that the nobles of the empire have immunity?"

"Immunity?" Reeves said in surprise when he heard Zhao Feng's words: "Are you a noble?"

In Reeves's opinion, Zhao Feng and the others looked dirty and had no noble demeanor at all. Instead, they were no different from ordinary sand people.

The two words "noble" spit out from Zhao Feng's mouth surprised Reeves.

Zhao Feng nodded and said, "I am the Count of the Empire, Evans. Who are you? Report to me quickly. Otherwise, be careful I'm not polite!"

"Master Earl?" Hearing Zhao Feng's words, Reeves couldn't turn his mind. He looked at Zhao Feng carefully and then believed that the person in front of him was the legendary character.

Dark Evans' reputation as a waste is widely spread in the imperial capital. As the grandson of the Imperial Marshal, he is unable to even understand the fighting spirit. He has always been a joke for the people of the Imperial Capital.

As an imperial nobleman, Reeves naturally knew this story.

Dark Evans' handsome appearance, cowardly personality, and his trash-like skills have always been a center of discussion among the teenagers in the imperial capital.

Reeves did not expect that he would meet this legendary character in this place.

"Hmph, it's just that he has a good bloodline that he has become an earl. If it were me, he would have become a duke long ago." Reeves was excluded from the wealthy family due to impure bloodline. After many negotiations and pleas, he finally got the title of a viscount.

However, the useless person, Dark Evans, easily won the title of Earl, which made him very unwilling and dissatisfied.

At this moment, he decided in his heart that he must give this waste Earl a little color and teaches a lesson about this waste who occupies the earl's position, a shame among a nobleman. He did not expect that Dark Evans is not the original waste. Because Reeves is in a very remote position, he has never heard of Zhao Feng's actions, nor does he know how powerful he is now.

In his opinion, Sax, the leader of the Viking tribe who was lying on the ground and being trampled by Zhao Feng, was just a waste among the waste, just a fool.

In front of Reeves, Saxophone was always very humble and flattering, similar to a pug, and had no master's style at all. He didn't know that this Saxophone, who was easily stepped on the ground by Zhao Feng, was actually a master of the Silver Warrior level.

The wrong information made Saxophone make a wrong judgment. At this time, he wanted to give Zhao Feng a little color first and teach this fool a lesson.

"You said you are Count Duck Evans, but what evidence is there? As far as I know, Count Duck Evans is the son of the general and the grandson of Marshal Jerry Evans. If you want to prove your identity, unless you defeat me!"
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