Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 1049: Wind Wave On Bridge

The river Oselina has a long history. It starts from the Moon Glacial Lake in the west and connects to the St. Trina Sea in the east. It is known as the Galaxy Corridor. The river named after the founding emperor's wife appeared in countless poems and dramas. The poets used it to celebrate love, the painters used their pens to record its beauty in all seasons, and the waters of the Oselina River flowed and stopped at the end of the year. Even in the cold winter, it could not suppress its passion for running. It was the most beautiful thing in the hearts of the people of the empire. Even if the stars were plucked, it could not compare to its beauty.

The bridge, Strana, stretched across the river, connecting the north and south of the empire. Also known as the Golden Bridge, it was not really made of gold, but this majestic and massive arch bridge was indeed one of the greatest creations of the empire. The manpower and material resources spent on the Strana Bridge made this arch bridge truly worthy of being said to be an inch of land and an inch of gold. josei

At noon, Alan could see the Golden Bridge from afar from his horse. At both ends of the bridge was an arch of 100 meters. The arch was made purely of limestone. The artisans carved a pair of statues of knights and two swords on both sides of the arch. Even after hundreds of years of trials and tribulations, the statue of the knight was still vivid and symbolic of the imperial martial luck.

The caravan passed through the arch and stepped on the bridge, watching the surging rivers on both sides and listening to the angry roars of the galloping streams. It was as if he could travel through space and time and see that at the beginning of the founding of the country, the Golden Gothic Iron Horse had moved thousands of kilometers to lay the foundation of the empire on the continent filled with foreign races. Even an outsider like Alan, who did not belong to the Heavenly Planet, could not help but feel his blood boil. On the horse-drawn bridge, Alan looked east. The Oselina River rolled east, and at the end was a brilliant golden light. The water and sky were the same color, and they were one. Such a magnificent scene made Ellen's heart jump with joy, and his aura was even more lively than usual.

The curtains of the carriage window were rolled up, and Lucy and Adele each took one side, admiring the splendor of the river on the bridge. Alan rode his horse beside the carriage, chatting and laughing with the two girls. Ever since they went north, everyone's mood had been the most relaxed, probably because they had been infected by the beauty of the mountains and rivers in front of them. At this moment, another group of traveling cavalry arrived. Apart from a carriage, the rest of the group were cavalry and heavily armored cavalry.

The curtains of the carriage were lifted as well, and some people lazily leaned against the window to look at the scenery outside the carriage. It was a young man with a round head and a round brain. On the other hand, the woman who sat beside him occasionally gave him citrus oranges was young and beautiful, but her appearance was more than charming, and she was not dignified enough to enter the lobby.

The two teams brushed past, and when Fatty and Adele met, a pair of squinted eyes suddenly opened and shouted for the car to stop. The horse carriage stopped, but the caravan went straight ahead. Fatty called a knight and pointed at the caravan. The knight nodded and beckoned his four comrades to come over. Then, he drove his horse and turned around to chase after the caravan.

Alan bit a straw core and rode his horse to enjoy the afternoon sun. Suddenly, the speed of the caravan slowed down and even stopped. Then, there was movement in front of the caravan. He frowned, spat out the straw, patted the window and said to Lucy, "I'm going to see what's going on." The horse jumped and trotted. A moment later, it arrived in front of the group.

The top five knights of the caravan stopped him, and one of them suddenly said something to Fares. Alan drove up to Fares and asked, "What's going on?"

Farewell, the knight asked loudly, "Are you the leader of this caravan?"

Ellen narrowed his eyes and noticed that the other party's tone was not good, so he nodded calmly. The knight said "yes" and said, "Now we suspect that your caravan is smuggling imperial forbidden items. We order your caravan guards to disarm and accept our search."

"Oh? Imperial forbidden items? Interesting. What imperial forbidden items are you talking about?" Alan asked with a smile.

The knight said with a cold frost covering his face, "You'll know in a moment. If you still don't give the order, do you want to disobey?"

Alan looked up at the sky and murmured, "What a hell of a sight. This daytime guy actually ran into a robber's path. He's still on the Strana Bridge. I think Mosaiore's security isn't that bad." Then, ignoring the knight, he turned to Fares and asked, "How should we deal with the bandits blocking our way, Commander Fares?"

Fares was in a terrible mood for Rick's death. Now that he saw these knights jumping out of nowhere blocking his way for no reason, he casually pressed a crime on his head. Fortunately, they crashed into Allen's iron plate, otherwise, how could an ordinary caravan dare to disobey their orders? Now that he heard Alan's words, how could he not know what to do? He immediately raised his hand and shouted, "Formation, prepare for battle!"

A group of Mountain King warriors immediately roared and snatched out their shields, standing in front of Allen and the other two. Ten Inch Fire Sagittarius followed closely behind, scattered in the surroundings, raising their guns, and assuming a ready-to-fire posture. The other soldiers gathered their troops, and some archers jumped onto the roof of the carriage, occupying an advantageous position of high firepower. The knights' faces turned green when they saw this battle. Just by looking at the movements of these caravan guards, they could tell that this was a team that had experienced hundreds of battles. He hadn't thought that a mere caravan guard would have such a quality, and he hadn't thought that the other party would openly resist, causing him to lose face.

The knight roared, "Impudent, do you know who we are? We are regular knights of the Bear Armored Army!"

"Oh, so what? Even if Arkham is here, he wouldn't dare to search my team, let alone you mere knights!" Alan said coldly.

The knight's eyes turned cold. He saw that Alan had actually called out the name of Great General Arkham, and his expression did not change. He knew that this caravan's origins were definitely not simple. If it were normal, he would have to take the opportunity to step down and flatter them. However, since it was the order of that person in the horse team, the knight had no choice but to carry out the order to the end. Just as he was thinking of an excuse to euphemistically express that person's intentions, a pig-like cry suddenly came from the caravan.

Alan didn't feel anything, but the knight's face turned pale. He ignored Alan and rode back. Alan gestured for Fares to stay where he was so that he could guard against the other knights, while he followed behind. In front of the carriage where Lucy was, Laura's sword was stabbed into the side of the road and she was stepping on Fatty's stomach. The Milu sisters stood at the side and had already condensed a pair of swords and spears to face off against the surrounding knights.

Seeing Fatty on the ground, the Cavalry Captain roared, "Damn bitch, put away your feet! Do you know who that is? That's the son of our Great General Arkham, Young Master Austin!" He shouted and was about to draw his sword, when he suddenly discovered that the sword was motionless. Looking down, one of his hands pressed down on the hilt of the sword at an unknown time. Looking back, Allen's gaze turned cold.

The knight suddenly shivered and forgot to continue. Alan got off his horse and walked to Laura. The latter whispered, "This fat pig was about to touch the carriage when I kicked him off."

"Good kick." Ellen said calmly, winked, and Laura retracted her long foot. With a wave of his hand, the gigantic sword on the ground started to buzz. She gently caught it, but pointed at the disrespectful cavalry captain, and a golden light appeared in Laura's pupils. The captain's chest stifled, and the invisible pressure coming from the giant sword almost made him attack. Fortunately, his rationality kept warning him not to act rashly, lest things turn out to be the worst.

Alan reached out and pulled the Fatty on the ground. He patted Austin's chest with a puzzled expression and asked, "Are you really Arkham's son?"

Fatty thought that he was frightened by his father's name, so he immediately exclaimed arrogantly, "That's right, my father is the general of the Arkham Bear Armor Army. You lowly commoners actually dare to hurt me. Now, I want this woman to come back with me. She has quite a bit of strength. I hope she has such strength in bed." Austin salivated and pointed at the carriage. "I want the two girls in the carriage too."

Finally, he pointed to the Milu sisters and said, "There are also them. Right, send these women up to me, and I can consider letting you go. A great thing like this isn't … Oh!"

Before he could finish speaking, Austin let out a miserable scream. It was Alan who held his hand, but Alan's palm was completely red, and green smoke continuously emitted from between his fingers. Seeing this, the Cavalry Captain had no choice but to pull out his sword and shout, "Let go of Young Master Austin, or else we will be enemies of the Bear Armored Army!"

At this time, there were more and more onlookers on the bridge, pointing at the Bear Armor Army and Austin. Ellen laughed coldly and shouted, "The Grizzly Armored Bear Army is the elite of the empire. They shoulder the safety of Mosaio City. But when did they become Arkham's servants? Tell me, where did you throw away the dignity of the knights! If you still have the blood of a soldier in your body, you shouldn't draw the sword for this fat pig!"

The other knights' faces were ugly, and their hands on the hilt were heavy. Alan's words were like a loud slap in the face and heart, making it difficult for the sword at their waist to be unsheathed. Only then did Alan let go of Fatty, and a scarlet palm print appeared on Austin's wrist. Just as Fatty was about to say something, his collar brought it up to Alan. Alan stared at him and said, "Also, let me remind you that the Bear Armor Army is the army of the empire, not Arkham's, nor yours!"

"You!" Ellen pointed at the knight. "Go get Arkham and tell him I have his son. Oh, right. My name is Allen. I think General Arkham will know which Allen's."

The cavalry captain's heart thundered.

He had also heard of what had happened in Mosaiore, and knew that the name of the viscount of the South who had killed the Bloody Earl was Alan. Now, no matter how stupid he was, he could guess Allen's identity. With the size of the empire, a viscount might not be considered a big shot, but he was not the untouchable person he had mentioned just now. Moreover, no matter how inconspicuous the viscount was, he was still a powerful lord, and was far from someone that he, the captain of the Bear Armored Army, could offend.

The Cavalry Captain's face was fiery as he called a knight under Alan's gaze and hurriedly sent him back to Mosaiore to spread the news.