The black war horse is all black, with not a single hair on it.

The horse's head is huge, and its hooves are larger than the size of a bowl of sea. Even if it comes slowly, it has the aura of a tiger, the king of the jungle, patrolling its territory. In fact, when this black horse appears, the horses of the black-shirted knights around it are all

Paid his hooves anxiously.

Even these war horses are extremely excellent war horses.

It is also a carefully selected breed.

And he is carefully fed and trained every day.

But compared with this heterogeneous dark horse, it is still far behind.

Whether it's the size or the breath.

They are not all on the same level.

So that if an ordinary person rides this horse, he will definitely feel like he is riding a horse like a monkey.

No!

It's simply a monkey sitting on a horse.

It seems extremely funny.

However, the figure sitting on the black war horse does not have such a feeling at all. On the contrary, the other person in armor has a feeling of complementing each other.

Because the knight in front of him is also tall and has a fierce aura.

Even if you are sitting on a horse and walking slowly.

There is a feeling of thousands of troops charging.

The new recruits in the southern suburbs farm were shocked.

Their mouths felt dry, their minds went blank, and their whole bodies were trembling uncontrollably.

One of the recruits put his stiff finger on the trigger and trembled slightly without paying attention.

Bang!

Gunshots were fired.

The bullet went straight towards the knight.

"Who shot?!"

"Don't shoot!"

Bundy shouted loudly.

If possible, he would naturally want to shoot and kill the enemy in front of him.

But Bundy knew very well that the enemy in front of him could not be eliminated just like this.

Once the shot is fired.

It will only make them irrecoverable in an instant.

He is naturally afraid of death.

But what's even more scary is that I can't give my friends enough time.

"Sheriff, chief, it's me, I..."

A recruit squatting in the barn, aiming at the outside, said tremblingly.

However, before he finished speaking, his eyes widened.

It's not just this new recruit.

Everyone around, including Bundy and Hall, looked outside with wide eyes.

What did they see?

They saw that the bullet fired by the recruit was held in the hand of the knight in armor.

Bullets flew out.

as always.

However, no collision occurred.

Instead, he was just suspended in front of the knight in armor.

Then, it was 'picked' off by the knight.

It's like picking an inconspicuous flower in the garden.

easy.

And, feel free.

Bundy's heart sank.

From the beginning, he knew that the recruit's shooting would not cause any harm to the knight in front of him, but what Bundy did not expect was that the other party would 'block' the shooting so easily.

I'm afraid his good friend Jason can't do this, right?

Thinking of this, Bundy no longer had any hope in his heart.

He didn't know why Prince Ruitai sent such a powerful knight.

However, he knew that the other party had bad intentions.

Not just before.

And now.

Bundy, who had been on the battlefield before, could clearly feel the murderous intent of the other party.

Maybe because of the incident in the military camp, Prince Ruitai wanted to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys?

Bundy thought, took a deep breath, and walked out of the bunker.

Hall was anxious and wanted to follow him out.

But Bundy stopped him with a wave of his hand.

"Sir, I'm sorry."

"Please forgive the rudeness of my new recruits."

"They're just too nervous."

Bundy gave a military-style chest-thumping salute.

The knight sitting on the horse did not return the favor, but looked condescendingly at Bundy.

After three full seconds

"Bundy?"

The knight spoke.

"It's me."

Bundy answered.

"Give you a chance, kill Hall, and I will let you go and give you a chance to rejoin the Blackshirt Knights."

"certainly!"

"The same goes for Hall."

The other party said this.

The voice is neither high nor low.

But it's enough for everyone to hear clearly.

"Dream!"

"I am a human being!"

"He is a person with flesh and blood and emotions!"

"I won't be a cold-blooded machine!"

Hall yelled angrily.

When he shouted these words, Hall tried to come out several times, but Bundy stopped him with his hands behind his back.

Compared to Hall's anger, Bundy was calm.

The Sheriff has not forgotten his original purpose.

"Your Excellency, can you tell me why?"

Bundy asked.

"Why?"

"Of course it's because I want to watch two idiots kill each other!"
To be continued...