Chapter 741: Suppression of Bandits (5)

Barkley, the governor of Sarazan City, was sitting in his palace. He was feeling restless in the recent period. While drinking tea, he was wondering how he came back.

As the highest military and political officer in the region who is almost fifty years old, there are few things that can make Buckley uneasy.

The city guards of the Semitic people are similar to those of the human mainland. They are appointed by the Supreme Council and are in charge of the administration. They manage all local affairs and command the local guard troops.

Due to the complex political forces within the Semitic tribe, it was reflected in the local area, which made it even more complicated and chaotic. The city defenders were strong, they were from a big family, and there were people backing them in the imperial city, which were all local kings, such as Fiona's father.

If the local wealthy family is powerful and the city guard is not strong, then the city guard will be a doormat and will not feel comfortable doing anything. This kind of thing is very common especially in remote places.

Because Sarazane City is very close to Arkadelin, the central government has strong control over it. Even though he is not from a big family, Buckley, the city lord, is still very comfortable in his work.

But for some time now, Lord Buckley has always felt that something was about to happen.

At this moment, he suddenly felt his eyelids twitching again. He hurriedly reached into the tea bowl, dipped some water in it, and applied it on his eyes. Only then did he feel better.

Buckley couldn't help but beat his head, frowning and thinking to himself: What is going on? Nothing happened in this period of time? But why do I always feel like there is an ominous premonition?

Is it because you spent a lot of energy on the seventeenth mistress and have been a little weak recently?

I don’t want to either... I make up for it every day...

When I went to an astrologer to tell my fortune two days ago, the grandson took five gold coins from me. At that time, he only said good things. What about getting promoted and making a fortune, with unlimited future?

Could it be said that his calculation was inaccurate? Well, well, well, that damn Gisaeng~!

I was fooled by him again. He only said that I would be promoted, but he didn’t tell me when I would be promoted.

I heard that there was a monk from the Tang Dynasty in the past two days. He believed in some kind of Buddhism and had a good way of chanting sutras. He talked about "Pleasant Goat, Beautiful Goat, Big Big Wolf...". Just by hearing it, he knew the magic power.

profound.

You can go find him when you have nothing to do. This foreign monk has a foreign diploma. Compared with the local bald man, he must be able to recite sutras. Maybe he can do calculations more accurately...

He was squatting on a chair, sipping tea, and just thinking about these messy feudal superstitions, when he heard the sound of horse hooves.

The sound of the horse's hooves was like thunder, rumbling, and once you heard it, you knew someone was galloping. The sound of the horse's hooves came from far to near, and came quickly.

Immediately afterwards, I heard a commotion outside the door. Some people were making loud noises at the top of their lungs, while others were howling.

Buckley couldn't help but be startled. He cursed in his mind: Which grandson is this, dares to run so fast in front of my house? He is really desperate for his life.

The Lord of Buckley City was very dignified as the Lord of the City and was very strict with the people below him. Hearing their ungrateful yelling, he immediately felt very angry and was about to go out to teach the ignorant people a lesson.

As soon as he thought of this, he put the tea cup on the table and was about to call someone to come, when he saw the red lacquered door not far away being kicked hard from the outside to the inside.

The door hit the walls on both sides, making two more loud bangs.

The servants in the city guard's mansion didn't wait for Master Buckley to speak, and immediately started screaming.

"Damn it, you actually dare to smash up the city guard's mansion."

"Reverse, reverse."

"Brothers, copycats. Beat these ungrateful things to death~!"

"Come on, come on, call the city guards for support."

"..."

They rolled up their sleeves, stared at each other, picked up the guy, and were about to rush towards the person at the door.

But then, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that the man was wearing bright and bright armor, so bright that the shadow of the person opposite him could be reflected, and there were exquisite patterns on it.

On top of the armor is a ferocious battle helmet, with a long colorful pheasant feather on the top of the helmet swaying lightly in the wind.

That outfit makes people feel dazzling and gorgeous no matter how they look at it.

But the most eye-catching thing is the sneer on that man's face. The shining sword at his waist has been pulled out halfway. The sword is not ordinary. It is many times stronger than the guy in their hands. The sword is cold.

The snow-like blade stabbed everyone's body with chills.

They immediately stopped involuntarily, looking at the ferocious look of the warrior on the other side, knowing that if they dared to step forward again, that bastard would definitely dare to kill someone with a knife.

Although these bumpkins don't recognize the armor on the messenger, they also know that the outfit of this uncle is not cheap. In this small place of Sarazan City, it is also absolutely top-notch equipment.

The set of armor Lord Buckley put in his calligraphy is probably similar to this one.

In this era, a set of gorgeous and strong armor is as eye-catching as driving an imported BMW in later generations.

This thing cannot be faked, because the cost of the armor is there. The price of this armor alone is not something that ordinary people can afford.

Anyone who can wear this kind of armor must be a warrior with status.

Even though this person is not very powerful, he is definitely not something that an NPC with a low level and no attack power like him can deal with. He might just snap his fingers and kill them like a first-level mob.

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When the soldier saw that everyone had stopped moving forward, he sneered, waved his hand, and with a 'pop' sound, he sheathed his sword heavily.

He raised his chin slightly, narrowed his eyes, looked at Buckley in the hall, and said, "Excuse me, who is Lord Buckley, the guardian of Sarazan City?"

Buckley couldn't help grinning. Seeing the menacing look on the other side, he knew that something was definitely up to him. According to the rules of the officialdom, at this time, he should pretend to be sick and hide away.

But the man's eyes were vicious and he immediately locked onto himself. If he continued to hide, he would cause even greater trouble.

He immediately stood up and said in a deep voice: "I am Barkley, the guard of Sarazan City. I wonder what happened to your Royal Guards? You actually came to this small place like ours?"

"Royal...Royal Guards..." When everyone heard this, they were all shocked.

It turns out that this majestic-looking master is the legendary royal guard~!

He was a man from the Imperial City. I heard that he could stand people on his fists, run horses on his arms, and chop off his head like mowing grass. They were all very powerful.

Most of the people here have never left the city of Salazane in their lives, so this time they were caught in something new. People in the mansion crowded in to see the imperial guards from Arkadelin.

Immediately, the Huaichun girl in the city guard's mansion screamed: "Ah, so handsome..."

The rest of the people were also talking about it.

Buckley couldn't help but coughed in embarrassment, his forehead turned black, and he was embarrassed in front of the guards. He winked at the servant next to him and whispered: "Take the lady away quickly..."

At this time, the guard snorted coldly, waved his hand, nailed an order flag to the ground, and then said loudly: "The guard orders: Order Barkley, Lord of Sarazan City, to run five miles to the west of the city. I will

Report to the army. Anyone who dares to disobey will be killed!"

After saying that, he turned around, jumped on the horse, whipped the horse, and galloped away without even looking back.

Buckley couldn't help but be confused and wondered: What happened during this song and that song, why didn't you tell me?

But when I saw the bright red order flag, I couldn't help but shudder. According to Semitic military regulations, anyone who disobeys the red military order will be killed without mercy.

It was originally the command flag used by the Guards Division to mobilize local forces. In order to go down and do things easily, the admiral gave special permission to go out to suppress bandits, specifically to deal with disobedient local officials.

He immediately picked up the small flag quickly, and then shouted to the steward next to him: "Prepare the car, uh, no, prepare the horse. The horse should run faster.

My God, this is a major military event, I have to get there quickly. Damn it, why are these plague gods from the Imperial Guard coming here? I know it’s not peaceful recently, isn’t it going to cost me my life?”

But the housekeeper grinned and said, "Sir, you have forgotten that the orderly soldier said that he wanted you to run over, so you must run over."

Buckley immediately froze. His heart sank. He felt as if there were more than a dozen knives stirring together in his stomach. He cursed in his heart: Damn it, which grandson is trying to trick me~!

"Running over" was not just a matter of obeying military orders, but also a disguised form of corporal punishment. This showed that the officer who came to him did it on purpose.

Buckley couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, and thought to himself: What is going on? Could it be that my corruption and bribery have been exposed? No, that's not right. Corruption and bribery are the jobs of supervisors, so what's the point of joining a bunch of soldiers?

Is it because I falsely reported the number of soldiers and pretended to receive military pay? But it was only three hundred people. It was only the size of a large army, less than half of the troops in Salazarn City, and besides, it was not the turn of the Imperial Guard to control...

Who have you provoked recently? No, I have taken care of everything that needs to be taken care of...

Just when he was thinking about it, the old housekeeper next to him pulled him and said: "Master, don't be in a daze here, hurry up. It seems that they will never look good on you, if you are late again

.Maybe, I will really be beheaded."

Only then did Buckley wake up. He reached out and took the coat and hat handed over by the old butler. After hurriedly putting it on, he took long strides and ran outside with his fat belly shaking.

Although there is only a little more than five miles away, he has been a local emperor in this place over the years. He has been pampered. When he goes out, he either rides a car or rides a horse. The most common exercise he does is in bed. Naturally, his body has gained a lot of weight, so he ran away.

After a few steps I was out of breath.

After running all the way, I was so exhausted that I was sweating profusely and panting.

By the time he reached five miles outside the city, he had already stuck out his tongue, was panting so hard that his lungs were almost spitting out, and could hardly crawl. He kept cursing that wicked guy in his heart.

When he was so tired that he was about to vomit blood, he saw several large boats parked on the river bank in the distance. Several large flags embroidered with black flames on the tops of the boats were facing the wind, fluttering in the wind, and they were officially the Imperial Guards.

’s military flag.

On the leading boat, under a large banner, an officer in a red cloak stood with his hands clasped behind his hands, looking at the river in the distance.

Wearing a gorgeous armor, his broad cloak was blown by the long wind, fluttering back and forth behind him, like a ball of red flames, calm and powerful, and imposing.

Buckley's eyes immediately shrank when he saw this. He had traveled a lot in Sarazan. He had seen a lot of the world, and Akadelin had also been around for a few years.

But at this moment, looking at that man simply standing there, he couldn't help but feel as if a heavy mountain was weighing on his heart, making him almost breathless. His aura was just like the big shots he had seen.

He immediately ran over without caring about rest, then looked up at the boat, panting heavily, and shouted loudly: "Sa...Sarah...Lazane City Shouba...Ba...

Ahem, cough, cough...Buckley has arrived as ordered. Please...ask for an audience..."

After talking about it, I couldn't help but cough again and almost lost my breath.
To be continued...