The night in Ark Harbor was still peaceful and peaceful, but there was another element tonight, and that was celebration.
Several important streets in the city were filled with colorful flags. When the evening wind blew, the colorful flags fluttered in the wind like colorful ribbons. People rushed into the streets. At this moment, a strange howl came from the direction of White Castle, and then a firework exploded in the night sky. Bright fireworks illuminated people\'s faces.
Even the triennial harvest festival had never seen White Castle set off fireworks, but today was different. It was an event held by Earl Oban to celebrate the expansion of his territory. As citizens, people were naturally proud of such a lord. Moreover, the expansion of the lord\'s power was also of vital interest to their lives.
Tonight, there were activities held in several squares in the city, attracting the attention of countless citizens. However, the most eye-catching thing was naturally the cruise of the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine. The Deep Sea Scaled Concubine was Ou Ban\'s direct descendant, and the person in charge of commanding this army was Ou Ban\'s sister, Jorah. There weren\'t many people in this army, but they had always been talking about their luxurious equipment. Of course, with the financial resources of the Ouban Clan, they could completely support such a thousand-man team. Moreover, they even used it on their favorite sister, so Ou Ban wouldn\'t even frown.
The Deep Sea Scaled Concubine left the city\'s barracks and passed through several main streets of the city before finally entering White Castle. People had already occupied several important positions in the city squares, only to see the elegance of this army and Jorah\'s beauty.
At eight o\ 'clock sharp, the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine left the barracks on time. The first to leave the camp were rows of infantry soldiers. They were wearing light blue armor that was the main color of the armor. Even though it was light armor, each set of armor covered up to 80% of the area, a full 30% more than normal light armor. It was rare even among the private armies of the Earl of the Empire.
Each infantry soldier had a saber hanging from his waist, a shield and a rifle on his back. No matter which weapon it was, it was of excellent quality. After being armed with these equipment, even if it was just an ordinary infantry, it would still glow with the aura of an elite of the empire.
After a total of five hundred infantry formed a phalanx and walked out of the barracks, people saw a red cloud floating out of it. They were a hundred gunmen, wearing dark red leather armor. The leather armor was light and convenient for movement. Although it was leather armor, the inner lining was equipped with steel mesh, so it also had a good defense. It was worth noting that the firearms used by these special soldiers were not the standard firearms in circulation on the market. Instead, they were enhanced firearms called "Fire Dragons". Ten years ago, the Fire Dragon Gun was the standard equipment of the Empire's main forces. Ever since the new version of the Fire Dragon Gun came out, this batch of guns had been withdrawn, but most of them were still limited to the use of the Imperial Capital.
There weren't many troops like the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine that could be equipped with Fire Dragon Rifles. It could be seen that Ou Ban had spent a lot of money on these hundred gunmen.
After the red cloud floated out of the barracks, the welcoming people suddenly saw a forest of spears! Yes, it was a spear forest formed by two hundred dragon spears. After the musketeers, the third branch of the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine was the heavy spearmen. They wore heavy armor that ordinary people could not bear and carried two-meter-long dragon spears in their hands. Although this spear was called a dragon spear, it was a pity that there was no such thing as a dragon in this world.
The dragon spear was mainly used to deal with all mobile weapons, including heavy cavalry. The two-meter-long spear body was made of fine iron. They could withstand the impact of heavy cavalry without breaking. At the end of the spear, there was a palate baffle engraved with wave patterns. The enemy's blood would not stain the hands of the warriors. These iron cans were also moving vaults, and the cost of each heavy spearman was worth thousands of gold coins.
In the end, the crisp sound of horse hooves rang out behind these iron cans. It was the cavalry of the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine. Two hundred cavalry rode on the same color of Lansen White Horse. This was a top-grade warhorse with a noble bloodline. Every strand of fur on their bodies was snow-white and flawless. These warhorses had excellent endurance and stamina, and they could afford to carry a heavy cavalry. The white warhorse was matched with the platinum harness, making the warhorse even more luxurious.
The Knight on the warhorse wore a dark green background, and the outer layer was a chain made of two metals, gold and copper, woven through a chain made of silver armor. These cavalry were equipped with two-handed greatswords and Knight Spears, giving them outstanding combat ability on and off the horse. The cavalry's helmets were very special. Their crowns were like sharks' dorsal fins, extending from their helmets to the back of their heads.
After all the troops of the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine left the camp, they stood still and separated, forming a passageway. Two Knight s appeared in the innermost part of the passageway, one in front and one behind, one woman and one man. The woman was naturally the commander of this army and Ou Ban's sister, Jorah. Jorah had just turned twenty-two years old this year, and her outstanding talent in Origin Energy allowed her to possess Level 20 strength at a young age.
She could see Ou Ban's shadow on her facial features. She had a very rare long black hair, and her eyes were sky-blue like the sea. She was wearing a sky-blue armor, and there were beautiful wavy patterns on the armor. A white cloak hung down from his shoulders. The lining of the cloak was bright red, and the contrast was extremely strong. It was also in line with Jorah's personality. She rode on an exceptionally tall snow-white warhorse. After leaving the camp, Jorah pulled out a longsword decorated with gemstones and crystals. With the activation of Origin Energy, blue flames surged like a tide in the sea. In the end, they converged into a pillar of light that soared into the sky, causing the people on both sides to cheer.
Compared to Jorah's grand entrance, the adjutant behind her, Abel, was much more low-key. Abel was Viscount Grayer's nephew, and Marcus, who had collided with Allen at dinner, was his brother. However, he was much calmer than Marcus, and his level 17 combat strength made him even more dazzling among the younger generation. He had chased after Jorah for many years, but unfortunately, he had never succeeded. This was also a regret of Grar. Otherwise, if Abel could marry Jorah, their family would be even closer to Ou Ban.
Jorah retracted her sword and rode her horse forward. Abel hurriedly followed, and the army began to move, cruising the main streets to receive the baptism of people's gazes.
Letting the horse advance on its own, Jorah whispered to the adjutant beside him, "I heard from my brother that Baron Allen will also attend the banquet this time. Great, I can finally meet the person who killed Duruf and caused Daniel to lose more than half of his territory. "
Jorah couldn't hide the smile on her face, causing Abel's face to seem as if it was shrouded in a haze. He forced a smile, but did not reply. A strong resentment arose in his heart. Ever since Allen killed Duruf, Jorah had mentioned the baron from time to time. The frequency of mentioning this name increased as Allen conquered more and more territory. Intentionally or unintentionally, Abel could hear the inadvertent admiration in Jorah's tone.
If he had chased after the goddess in front of him for many years, he would never have been so often mentioned by Jorah. This Allen had only been relying on Ou Ban for a few months, and Jorah often thought about it. Abel was both hateful and jealous. Moreover, not long ago, his brother Marcus had collided with Allen at the cocktail party and was taught a lesson by the other party. Every time Abel heard the name Allen, he felt very unhappy.
"Abel, you said that I don't know if I have a chance to spar with him this time." Ruo La said casually.
Abel could only push and smile, "If I had the chance to spar with you, I would naturally be more than happy to do so."
This was the truth.
Jorah laughed and said, "I'm afraid they don't care about me at all."
"How is that possible? This subordinate heard that Allen is only at Level 17. It would be his honor to receive Miss Jorah's guidance. "
'"That's what I can't figure out. He's only Level 17, so how can he kill Duruf? Even if I ask myself, it would be difficult for me to do so. Duruf's ability is very powerful. At most, I can only protect myself, but I can't kill him. " Jorah's eyes shone like pearls. "So this is what attracts me the most. If I have the chance, I will definitely ask him how he did it."
Abel sighed. He was not young anymore. Before pursuing Jorah, he had also had a period of romance with a few noble ladies. He knew very well that when a woman was interested in the opposite sex, no matter what kind of interest it was, the opposite sex had already left a deep impression in the woman's heart. At this time, as long as a man put in a little effort, he could put a woman in his arms.
After all, he had done the same. Seeing Jorah's strong interest in Allen, Abel felt that his position was very dangerous.
As the army turned into the windy avenue leading to White Castle, a team also rushed out on the other side of the street. In front of the troop was a luxurious carriage pulled by two Gaul warhorses. The Gaul warhorses were also high-grade warhorses of unranked value, comparable to the Lansen white horses. To be able to use them to pull the carriage, the people in the carriage must have a high status.
Behind the carriage was a group of cavalry. They wore simple armor. The armor was matt, and the material was very special. The most special thing was that they should be gunmen, but the firearms on their backs were exceptionally rough. Even with Abel's eyesight, he could not tell what type of firearm it was.
There was a horse on each side of the carriage. One of the two warhorses was young and tall, while the other was as tall and sturdy as a mountain. Their temperaments were different, but they were all experts without exception. Especially the burly man on the right, who held a warhammer that was neither steel nor iron in his hand. Under the night sky, the warhammer occasionally flashed with a strange light. One could tell at a glance that it was not an ordinary weapon.
Just by looking at the weapons and strength of his followers, he could deduce the identity and status of his master. Seeing this Horse team, even Jorah let out a "eh" sound. Apart from her brother Ou Ban, Jorah thought to herself that even Viscount Grayer wouldn't be able to produce such power.
When the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine and the other party's Horse team met on the road, it was inevitable that chaos would ensue. Abel snorted and whipped his horse. He stepped forward and shouted, "Whose Horse team is this? Do you know who we are? Everyone in the car, get out of here! "
Immediately, the expressions of the Knight on the left and right changed at the same time. The tall youth on the left released a high and surging aura, while the burly man on the right let out a muffled snort. The aura on his body was as rough as a vertical iron. He pushed it over, causing Abel to feel as if he had collided with an iron mountain. His face instantly turned pale.
At this moment, someone in the carriage said indifferently, "Your tone is quite big. Who are you? Tell me and see if I can afford to offend you? "
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