Late at night.
Knight Rupert was squatting beside a brazier on the city wall of White Dew City, carefully wiping his sword.
Rupert was a typical knight of the Eastern Region. He was in his early thirties, handsome and dignified. Compared to a knight, he looked more like a romantic bard. Only his carefully trimmed beard made his face look a little more robust.
He was one of the few veterans of the Sky Horse Legion. During the battle at Shadow Canyon, Knight Rupert had been seriously injured. He had returned to the Eastern Region to recuperate and hadn't been able to follow Marquis Vincent to Silvermoon City.
When Knight Rupert was injured, he was secretly upset that he couldn't follow the army to Silvermoon City and missed a good opportunity to perform meritorious deeds. Now that he thought about it, he was secretly glad. If he hadn't been injured, he would have been one of the dead souls in Silvermoon City.
As the direct descendant of the Saint Prost Family, the Lord of the Eastern Region, the Heavenly Horse Legion must be rebuilt as soon as possible. Moreover, the replenishment of troops, logistical support, equipment supply, and so on were the first priority. Therefore, in just over a year, the Heavenly Horse Legion, which was almost completely wiped out, was quickly replenished to almost 100,000 soldiers.
It was as if the Sky Horse Legion had been reborn.
However, Knight Rupert knew very well that the Sky Horse Legion now was completely different from the one before.
Although the new recruits had undergone more than a year of training and looked like soldiers, Knight Rupert knew very well that they were just for show. They were far from being the real elites, let alone the fierce army at the Northern Frontier.
Thinking of this, the bloody scene at Shadow Canyon couldn't help but appear in Knight Rupert's mind. The half of his body that had been injured was aching. When the cold wind blew, it was even more unbearable. Knight Rupert quickly moved closer to the brazier.
Of course, the rebuilding of the Sky Horse Legion was a good thing for people like Knight Rupert.
After all, there were many vacant positions. Knight Rupert's military rank had also risen. Otherwise, with his strength as a third-grade knight and his family background, he wouldn't have been able to become a chiliarch of the Sky Horse Legion.
However, recently, the situation in the Eastern Region had been worrying Knight Rupert.
Although there was still no conclusion as to what had happened in the battle of Alfalfa City, all kinds of rumors were still flying around.
Did Earl Hall betray the House of Saint Prospero?
Is the Nu Shui River still under the control of the Eastern Region?
And the Bloody Cavalry … Where are they now?
Knight Rupert was most concerned about the last question. To be honest, he really didn't want to run into that terrifying Northern Frontier Cavalry again.
As he was thinking, a strange feeling rose in his heart. Knight Rupert was stunned and tilted his head to listen.
It seemed that something was really happening.
Knight Rupert immediately stood up and walked to the city wall with his sword in hand, looking out.
Tonight, the stars were lonely, and the moon was hidden behind the clouds. It was pitch black outside the city, and nothing could be seen.
However, Rupert still felt that something was wrong.
This was the intuition of a veteran who had been on the battlefield for many years.
Knight Rupert randomly selected a group of soldiers and began to patrol the city carefully.
However, after a round of patrolling, he found nothing. It seemed that he was just being paranoid.
Just as Knight Rupert was about to give up on patrolling and return to the fire to continue warming himself, a creaking sound clearly entered his ears.
Before the soldiers could react, Knight Rupert was immediately alerted. He turned around and shouted,
"Go and see if someone wants to open the city gate!"
The soldiers looked at each other, wondering if their commander had gone crazy. Who would dare to disobey a military order to open the city gate at this time?
But then, the faint sound of horse hooves could be heard outside the city, shattering the silence of the winter night.
As far as the eye could see, a fire dragon under the hazy moonlight was spreading over like a tide.
Now, even the recruits of the Sky Horse Legion who had never been on the battlefield understood what was going on.
Enemy attack!
"Quick! Blow the horn! Blow the horn! "Knight Rupert shouted at the top of his lungs.
Woo —
The low sound of the horn was instantly heard from the city wall.
Knight Rupert's reaction speed was not slow, but the newly formed Sky Horse Legion was still too young.
Due to the lack of a large number of experienced officers, they did not know how to guard the city gate when they heard the horn. Instead, they fell into panic and did not know what to do.
In addition, it was late at night, and military orders could not be transmitted smoothly. When Knight Rupert led the soldiers to the city gate, he was shocked to find that the vanguard cavalry outside the city was less than 500 steps away.
With such a short distance, the cavalry would arrive in the blink of an eye.
At this time, even if they wanted to close the city gate, it was too late.
Knight Rupert did not know how the city gate was opened, but at this time, he did not have the time to think about it.
Because with the help of the fire, he could see the enemy's flag — Bloody Cavalry!
The name changed, but the terror did not decrease at all.
Knight Rupert's old injury began to ache again. He suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted, "Block the city gate!"
Block?
Block with what?
Of course, with human lives, flesh and blood.
But unfortunately, not everyone had the courage, especially this group of new soldiers who had never experienced a battle.
What's more, they were facing the Bloody Cavalry, which made the Sky Horse Legion tremble in its heyday.
Therefore, when Knight Rupert stood at the city gate with his sword in both hands, he found that there was no one beside him.
A wave of sadness surged in his heart.
Was the Sky Horse Legion so weak now?
Facing the Northern Frontier Cavalry alone, Knight Rupert seemed to have returned to the Shadow Canyon a year ago.
Suddenly, he calmed down. There was no fear, no anger, only a kind of relief and relief.
The familiar faces of the Pegasus Legion appeared in Rupert's mind, and he roared, "Let's go!
He shouted, "Brothers, I'm coming to accompany you!"
Bang!
Like a sandstone in front of a huge wave, Knight Rupert was sent flying as soon as he came face to face with the wave. The fierce wave of cavalry continued to roll forward without any delay.
The slaughter began to spread in the city.
…
White Dew Castle.
The butler, who always paid special attention to etiquette, rushed into the study in a panic and reported in a trembling voice,
"Old … Old Master, bad news! The Bloody Cavalry entered the city! "
The Duke of Saint Prospero, who was playing chess with Marquis Vincent, didn't seem to be surprised at all. He didn't put down the crystal chess piece in his hand, and his eyes were still fixed on the chessboard.
"Which gate? How did they get in? "
Influenced by the calmness of the Duke of Saint Prospero, the butler took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and said,
"They entered from the North Gate. The current information is that a mole secretly opened the North Gate and let the Bloody Cavalry in. "
"I see." The Duke of Saint Prospero nodded.
Seeing this, the butler suddenly relaxed a lot.
Obviously, the Duke of Saint Prospero had expected all of this.
Perhaps, this was a trap set by the Duke against the Bloody Cavalry.
Therefore, seeing that the Duke of Saint Prospero didn't have any further instructions, the butler bowed, left the study, and closed the door on his way out.
In the study, Marquis Vincent looked at the Duke of Saint Prospero with a dignified look, and said in a low voice,
"Well, father, do you believe me now?"
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