Chapter 693: Knight Incident (Part 1)

The huge tracked armor appeared from the smoke in a cloak of silence and maliciousness.
The majestic figure of a war fortress like a predatory monster rises at the far end on the outskirts of Knight City, and cuts through the scorched black land into the ruins of the streets destroyed by the war.
The undecayed wreckage and the corpse were knocked apart or crushed by the ridge-like armor. The weapons with intertwined teeth were pointing at the mute city in the distance with the muzzle. The doors opened one by one, and the thick and heavy metal opened the mouth. To release a team of assmen who operate weapons.
At this time, some rough trucks still staying near the road would not dare to share the same path with them, and immediately started the engine to retreat at full speed.
While fleeing rashly, the boys in the car also sent out a flattering sound of begging, repeatedly emphasizing their belonging, and eager to see the honor of the overlord.
Only one vehicle did not properly show the creeping fear-it was a carriage that carried food into the city, and its members were all aboriginal people of the city, ordered to transport the food into the city.
They didn't know the flag, so they drove to open space in a panic.
So the next second, the secondary cannon of the Green Fortress released an inadvertent bombardment of bombardment, destroying the carriage and everything on it like a warm-up for subsequent labor.
This is hardly worth mentioning.
The giant armor passed in front of the collapsed chapel, casting a dark shadow on the far ground.
A tall metal rod was set up at the rear of the car, and a huge battle flag hovered solemnly and fearfully, so that every pair of eyes in the distance looked up at the sky after dawn.
All the weapons on the armor are ready to point to the city-the rocket-filled launcher can turn the entire square into ashes in a volley, many energy weapons are enough to dry a lake, and the fierceness caused by a gun Quite a shock can be the strongest house.
It is a heavy messenger of death, born for siege.
Finally, there is that army.
Its large army of soldiers is made up of elites with strong and sturdy armour. They are armed with armor-clad arms, equipped with Seiko pistols and chainsaw weapons, heavy machine guns and flamethrowers, individual rocket launchers and automatic guns.
A large number of such powerful warriors lined up behind the armor. Once summoned, they could immediately launch an offensive, while others—slightly smaller but equally dangerous—their spiritual power was ready to destroy everything lying on the road.
This military force is extremely fierce and extremely deadly, and this city and its people have never witnessed it before.
And it is only the first invaders, more troops will follow.
This is Guck's visit to Knight, like a battle axe built with shock and majesty.
In the center of the city, the crowds gathered on the white marble floor tiles of Jiefang Square were silent in awe. They walked timidly into the streets the night before and rushed here.
The silence quickly radiated outwards, crossed the wide margin of the city square, and continued to spread along the road where the traffic was completely stagnant.
It is captured by the camera lens used by the Hawk Lady Recorder and will be passed from their hands.
Each loudspeaker was speechless in low noise.
This silence weighed heavily on the city, and everyone looked to the distance, waiting for their conquerors and new owners.
That of war.
Klein walked slowly along the edge of the marble square, as close as possible to the metal fences that blocked the crowd.
Ye blade glanced at the faces on the other side. The eyes of those men, women and children crossed the figures of the savage warriors and stared closely at the same place. At the center of the Liberation Square, there was a lot of attention. Radiance radiated around.
This echoes a certain concept of Ok, Yebla can't help but wonder whether it represents a primitive deity.
What is more noteworthy is that every tall statue of Father Kaimon has been overthrown now. Klein heard from others that this is not what Oak said, but that the slaves of the Ganzhi nobility toured the city at night , Destroy anything that extols the name of the Father, and make sure that there are no missing fish.
Yeblap pointed her mouth away, this kind of behavior has a taste similar to... idiot.
Even on the edge of the square, there was a pile of gray gravel that was once a statue of the Empire's monarch, which was rudely shoveled aside by Oake with a crawler bulldozer.
Klein had visited it, and half of his intact faces were lying on top of the wreckage, staring blankly at the sky.
What will it witness today?
Yeblade turned around, scrutinizing a series of tense Uk soldiers, and those Chinese noblemen who stood on the steps of the rear hall and bathed in shining sunlight.
Count Crando was among them, waiting for the coming storm with all other Knight nobles.
Between them and the guardrail, a wall of family servants surrounded the entire arrival area, and Crando ordered the civilians to be isolated from themselves in case the rebels attempted to threaten his or other rebel nobles.
Ye blade couldn't help but sneer secretly, these idiots actually ridiculously think they are a valuable goal.
In this war across the empire, they can at best be called small troubles. These pretentious, innocent idiots willingly provide a foothold for the brutal invaders.
Are they really like these green skins and other conquerors in human history?
Their local prestige, their local power, may be useful in the eyes of other humans, and they can cooperate.
But Greenskin will never, and it is unlikely to really care about these ~EbookFREE.me~ Yeblan went on and found the place he chose last night-at the foot of a tall decorative porch, And be in place here.
He will confirm the attitude of the overlord with his own eyes.
Suddenly, the trumpet of the military band rang loudly and loudly, and Crando stepped forward, a loudspeaker in front of him amplified his voice.
"Glory belongs to the overlord!"
He shouted.
"Glory belongs to His Majesty Guk!"
The crowd gathered here echoed together, thunderous.
"What are they arguing about?"
Grak, who had been waiting just south of the square, heard a cry from the crowd in the back and glanced back angrily.
"It seems to be applauding Boss Guk."
"It's not imposing! Didn't they eat?"
Grak once again regretted that he had left this bunch of dried shrimps. He had already destroyed half of the city’s residents, but the recorder told him that a group of living spoils and a group of captives could better demonstrate his merits.
After all, the corpse's persuasive power is always worse than that of gasping, and the weaker the enemy's performance after failure, the more powerful he is.
Grak was moved by her, so for the first time in her life, she accepted the surrender of Xiami.
However, he had little experience in the management of Xiami, and he gave these matters to Xiami's own head. As for how to do it later, he didn't think about it, or didn't think about it at all. Gu Ke must have an idea anyway.
"Come on! Let them see how we welcome the boss!"
Grak shouted at the boys around him, then raised his arm.
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!!!!!!!!"
Then, the huge waves of Ouke drowned out the human voice.