Their happy figures were engraved in every corner of the castle.
They met here, fell in love, secretly met, practiced swordsmanship together, and promised to become Knights together to destroy the werewolves.
Although he had left, she believed that he would return. She wanted to wait for him here, wait for him to become a great Knight and come back to marry her!
But now, not only was her territory and castle difficult to protect, even she was coveted by this powerful Lord. She could only fight with all her might!
At worst, she would die!
But Andrew, Amelia might not be able to wait for you to come back!
Thinking of this, Amelia suddenly stood up and reached out to pull out the gorgeous Knight's sword from her waist. She looked at Chen Mo with a determined expression, and a fierce and determined aura exploded from her body.
Chen Mo did not expect the other party to have such a big reaction. She was ready to fall out with him before he finished speaking.
Despite being pointed at by the weapons of nearly a hundred knights, he didn't seem to feel anything at all. He continued to sit calmly in his chair, his eyes calm as he looked towards Amelia who had stood up, directly stating the purpose of his trip.
"As the Lord of Knight Andrew, I have come to propose marriage on his behalf."
Chen Mo's words stunned everyone present.
"Knight Andrew?"
"Could it be? … "
Everyone's eyes were cast on the Knight who had been standing silently behind Chen Mo.
Amelia looked over with an excited expression. Could it really be him?
Andrew was also a little confused. Chen Mo had brought him here alone. He had thought that it was to persuade him to surrender, but he did not expect Chen Mo to suddenly propose marriage.
At that time, he had only thought that his Lord had been moved by Amelia's peerless beauty and wanted to take her for himself. Just as his heart was pained and conflicted, he heard Chen Mo say that it was him who wanted to propose marriage.
Only now did Andrew understand that his Lord had not come here to persuade him to surrender. Even the purpose of this expedition was not to occupy Marquis Leonard's territory, but to propose marriage for him.
Thinking of this, Andrew was extremely excited. He strode towards Chen Mo.
Andrew took off his helmet and knelt down on one knee. He placed his right hand on his chest and performed a solemn Knight's salute to Chen Mo.
Looking at this brave Knight who was extremely loyal to him, Chen Mo nodded slowly.
Andrew stood up with a solemn expression, turning around and walking towards Amelia who was seated on the main seat.
After seeing his face, the cold and noble Amelia was so excited that she couldn't help but tremble slightly. Her pair of beautiful eyes instantly turned red as she stared at Andrew's weathered face, unwilling to look away for even a moment.
Andrew, who was just as excited, quickly stopped in front of Amelia. After looking at each other with deep emotions, Andrew's eyes turned red as he hugged the person he had been thinking about day and night.
Amelia's body stiffened, and then she completely softened. She buried her head in Andrew's broad shoulders. Even through the cold armor, the two of them could still feel the warmth and passion in each other's hearts.
After experiencing the bitter wait after her lover left, and the difficult situation of being attacked by a powerful enemy after her father's death, she had thought that Chen Mo was using his power to force her to marry him. Who would have thought that her lover had become a Knight and come back to marry her?
In Andrew's embrace, Amelia only felt a sense of security, as if she had finally found someone to rely on. All sorts of grievances welled up in her heart. At this moment, Amelia let go of all her strength and leaned on Andrew's shoulder, two streams of clear tears flowing down.
… …
In the end, Amelia brought her close to a hundred Knight and joined Chen Mo's forces. Like Victor, Chen Mo still allowed her to continue to lead his troops.
Although the territory was still taken back, Chen Mo still kept the castle for her.
On this excursion, apart from carrying out missions such as escorting the caravan and exterminating the werewolves, as well as the Knight guarding the Blackstone Castle, Chen Mo only brought a total of two hundred or so people.
After some reorganizing, the group had grown much larger. The group of over three hundred Knight soldiers set out once more, returning to the Blackstone Castle.
Several days later, the Knight group arrived at a valley. Unlike when they had come, they were not in a hurry. They had chosen a path that was easier to traverse.
Chen Mo rode a tall black warhorse at the front of the group. Andrew and Amelia rode side by side behind Chen Mo. Although they did not speak, the two of them would turn their heads to look at each other from time to time, revealing a deep love.
Behind them were four Knight armors with bronze coats of arms engraved on them. Victor was one of them.
Ever since he had been forced to join Chen Mo's forces, Victor had truly understood how powerful Chen Mo was. Apart from his own frightening strength, the secret workshop in the castle was constantly producing all sorts of mysterious and powerful items. Some of them were sold as treasures and luxury goods through the caravan at a high price, while others were only used and equipped within the castle.
For example, their sturdy armor, sharp longswords, stirrups that allowed the Knight to more easily control their warhorses, binoculars that allowed them to see far away, crossbows, pulleys, cement, clocks, and many other mysterious items that had never been seen before. All of these things were invented by their mysterious lord.
The longer he stayed under Chen Mo's command, the more Victor felt that Chen Mo was unfathomable. Especially the terrifying strength of his sword that split open the city gates, and the terrifying strength of the werewolves alone. He could not help but feel reverence for him. Slowly, he completely recognized Chen Mo's position as the lord, and wholeheartedly pledged his loyalty to him.
Sometimes, Victor wondered where this mysterious and powerful lord of theirs came from. If it were not for the fact that there was no such thing as aliens in this era, Victor would definitely think that Chen Mo was an alien!
In fact, many of the people in the territory worshipped and worshipped Chen Mo like a god.
Before Chen Mo appeared, they had been suffering the pain of war and the threats and massacres of the ferocious werewolves. Every day, they lived in hunger, poverty, and fear. Their lives were incomparably difficult.
Until Chen Mo appeared, the raging werewolves were continuously annihilated. It had been a long time since werewolves appeared around them. Even if werewolves appeared, they would be quickly eliminated by their lord.
War and hunger were far away from them. Their lord's Knight Corps was incomparably powerful, and the territory was constantly expanding. The places where the war happened were farther and farther away from them, and it would never happen near them again.
The new farming tools and extremely low taxes had greatly improved their living conditions. Their current life was something they did not even dare to imagine.
Everyone was grateful and reverent to their lord, who had brought them all this. Especially the various magical legends about their lord that had spread out from the castle, which made them even more regard Chen Mo as a god. How could an ordinary person be so powerful and magical?
Their lord must have seen the suffering of the human world, and specially came to save them!
While riding behind Chen Mo, Victor pondered whether or not Chen Mo was a god. It was really difficult for him to believe that a real human beside him was a god in the legends. But if he was not, how could he explain the various magical things about Chen Mo?
Chen Mo, who was at the front of the group, did not know what Victor was thinking.
Now, two of the three vampire elders of the Night Legend had appeared, and they were all under his command. Chen Mo felt that the real ancestor of vampires, Marcus, should not be far away from appearing.
He was Chen Mo's first real target, and also the most important first step in Chen Mo's core plan.
"Stop!"
Suddenly, Chen Mo, who was galloping, shouted and reined in his warhorse. Accompanied by a high-pitched neigh, this black warhorse, which was much taller than the other warhorses, quickly went from extreme motion to extreme stillness, and stopped in a very short time.
This warhorse was originally one of the more than two hundred warhorses brought by Earl Warren's Knight Regiment. In order to smoothly break through the city gate, Chen Mo had specially strengthened it with an improved serum in advance.
Although Chen Mo had cut the door bolt, the two gates were still very heavy. With the warhorse's charging speed, if it was an ordinary warhorse, it would have definitely broken its tendons and bones and died on the spot. It would not be able to quickly break through the gate.
But this warhorse that had been strengthened could do so.
Therefore, although it looked much taller than an ordinary warhorse, its strength, speed, endurance, and even intelligence were far superior to that of an ordinary warhorse by several times.
Chen Mo often rode it alone to places where a large number of werewolves were found to kill them, and also to hone his swordsmanship.
When it galloped, it could easily exceed a hundred kilometers per hour, and its top speed could reach more than two hundred kilometers per hour. Once its speed was fully unleashed, it could completely overtake a modern car.
Of course, in Europe during the Middle Ages, ordinary cars could not run at all, and off-road vehicles were far from being able to reach such a high speed. It could be said that this warhorse that had been strengthened by the serum had surpassed all cars, and its acceleration and agility were much stronger.
Chen Mo pulled on the reins, and the warhorse's four strong legs quickly exerted force, and it quickly came to a stop.
Fortunately, Chen Mo had already put some distance between himself and the team behind him, and he had given the order in advance, so the Knight behind him did not crash into him.
Accompanied by the neigh of the warhorse, the Knight Regiment neatly stopped behind Chen Mo, and quickly entered a state of alert. They took out their weapons and vigilantly observed their surroundings, showing an extremely high level of combat discipline. It had to be said that Chen Mo's training and cultivation were not in vain.
After the team stopped, Chen Mo raised his head and looked at both sides of the valley. Countless tall and dense trees grew on both sides of the hillside, and under the cover of the lush branches and leaves, he could not see the situation inside.
However, Chen Mo's expression was extremely serious. This was the first time he had such a serious expression since he had transmigrated to the world of Night Legend.
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