Harry Potter: Hello the Dark Lord

Chapter 143: People Are Worse than Dogs!

Qin Weijie pretended not to hear Roland's question at all at this time, and turned his head to whistle as if he was just passing by.

Seeing that all the knights had rushed out, Qin Weijie finally breathed a sigh of relief.

From a distance, less than 50 people including Lao Fuli and Tom were besieged by 3,000 troops. Qin Weijie was really sweating. He wanted to rescue but his strength was limited, so he could only find a way to use external forces.

The only external force Qin Weijie can rely on is this group of abnormal-minded Knights of the Round Table...

At this moment, the captain of the Seventh Knights who was knocked to the ground by Roland looked at the rushing knights with a puzzled expression, and then unconsciously looked at Qin Weijie with an innocent face: "There is something wrong! This child How could it be so provocative? The members of the knight squad are all professionally trained, and they won’t act without the orders of the squad leader or team leader!”

Roland also noticed the team leader looking at Qin Weijie, frowning slightly on his face under the black armor helmet, then gave Qin Weijie a chestnut, and said via voice transmission: "I told you not to use the power of death in front of others! Not to mention Go use the black magic 'Devil's Whisper' that Grindelwald taught you! Let me find out that you abused your old lady and crippled you!"

Qin Weijie nodded obediently, winked at Roland, and looked at the doubtful captain.

Roland understood, and walked slowly towards the captain.

The squad leader's face changed drastically: "Roland...you...what are you going to do!?"

"You said that our Twelfth Knights are not qualified to participate in the operation?"

"No...no, sir, listen to me...explain"

Just as the team leader was about to explain, Roland didn't listen at all. His fists were fierce, and the punches hit his flesh. After a short while, he beat the team leader so much that he had more breath and less breath, and he had already passed out.

I made a big fuss, Qin Weijie's jaw dropped from Roland's shock, and he muttered in his heart: "I just want you to communicate with him, you're going to make people dizzy! How much hatred and hatred!?"

Roland said leisurely: "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense...Padrak, you are here to command the Seventh Knights. Fortunately, you are also the captain of the Fourth Squad. Why are you looking at your grandson's face!"

Speaking of which, Roland looked at Qin Weijie again: "Let's go, join the battlefield, and let me see your recent progress!"

"Uh... I'm an intelligent general, I'd be fine as a military advisor! Fighting and killing is so boring..."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go!"

Roland picked up Qin Weijie's collar, and then threw Qin Weijie out like a shot put, which was once faster than the rushing knight team.

"Your uncle, Roland! You have confiscated your wand, so you have to rely on your handy weapon!"

However, Qin Weijie's voice of resentment was not conveyed. Roland was still sitting on the tall horse, his ice blue eyes coldly watching the battle situation in the distance.

With the surprise attack of the Knights of the Round Table, the 3,000-strong army of the Eye of Danatus was defeated in an instant. The first round of the charge of the Knights tore a huge hole in the blockade of the Eye of Danatus, and it seemed that the whole line would be destroyed. After being defeated, the old Marquis Fuli and the others also got a breather, and broke out along the weak point of the blockade.

Padrik looked at the turbulent battle situation, and he didn't show any joy, but a dignified look: "Something's wrong!"

Roland: "What?"

"It's so easy,

The strength of this group of people can only be counted as minions. The Eye of Danatus is not enough to let a group of minions resist us! The opponent should have a backup! "Padrik said, and immediately got on his horse, holding a huge sword and round shield and rushed towards the battlefield.

At this time, a group of people suddenly appeared in the east of the Somme River. The composition of this group of people was somewhat heterogeneous. The leader was a young man, holding a magic wand, and a purple bird resting on his shoulder. Standing beside the young man were two women. One is graceful and luxurious, and looks like a typical oriental face, while the other woman has short blond hair and looks very capable. Although she is a little thin, she has a powerful explosive power that cannot be concealed under her dark skin and strong muscles.

There are wizards, trolls, ghouls, and werewolves behind the three of them... All kinds of black magic creatures emerge in endlessly, mixed under the tide of countless wizards.

Grindelwald's troops also arrived at this moment. Judging from the number of people, although the number is less than a thousand, but the most important thing is that there are many black magic creatures in their team, and their combat power should not be too bad.

"Credence, it's Vijay! It's in the crowd!" The luxurious woman beside the young man shouted loudly.

Credence understood: "Rush in! Enter the ruins, and save the child by the way!"

The short-haired woman beside Credence snorted softly: "I think you are just worrying, that kid doesn't seem to be in trouble, I feel like he is on the battlefield... for a walk?"

Qin Weijie walked back and forth in the battlefield like a ghost, and for a while, no one could get close to him.

Whenever his life hangs by a thread, Qin Weijie can always dodge with weird footwork. Others are fighting, only Qin Weijie walks back and forth in the battlefield, as leisurely as walking on the road.

In less than a few minutes, Qin Weijie had rushed to the center of the battlefield and came before the old Marquis Fuli.

"Hi, grandpa~ I haven't seen you for a few days, your face is full of red..."

Old Fuli broke through out of breath, could he not turn red? Seeing Qin Weijie's lack of beating, old Fuli wanted to hold Qin Weijie down and beat him violently. If this kid wasn't his grandson, old Fuli vowed to beat this brat until he couldn't take care of himself.

"Wow, woof, woof!" Er Gou barked, and Qin Weijie left Old Fuli, turned and jumped on Er Gou's back, stroking Er Gou's hair with a smile.

Old Fuli's mentality has collapsed! The old man has lived his whole life, and Nima is not as good as a dog! People are not as old as dogs! ? Is this guy really my grandson? Retirement will be a problem in the future!

"Dog, where are Tom and Elena?"

"Wow woof!"

"Nani? It was washed away! Damn, little Tom is really worrying! Make it bigger, take me to find Tom!"

Speaking of Qin Weijie, he ran to a knight of the round table who was fighting a heretic, and blasted the poor heretic away with his fist.

The Knights of the Round Table saw Qin Weijie coming to help, and gave Qin Weijie a simple salute. With a warm smile on his face, Qin Weijie stepped forward and patted the Knights of the Round Table on the shoulder: "Brother, you have a good two-handed sword. Pick me up." use!"

Before the Knights of the Round Table agreed, Qin Weijie reached out and grabbed it.

The Knights of the Round Table held their giant sword tightly, and their innocent eyes looked like a child holding a beloved doll.

"Hey, don't be so stingy, give me..."

"No! This is mine..."

"Oh, give it to me! I'll give it back to you when the time comes..."

"The sword is the glory of a knight!"

Qin Weijie also felt dizzy at this time, gritted his teeth and looked at the other party, rolled his eyes, and continued to comfort him with a smile: "Okay, okay, I won't snatch you! You're too stingy..."

The knight finally breathed a sigh of relief, and let go of his vigilance. Qin Weijie kicked the knight away, and snatched the two-handed giant sword: "Glory, your second uncle~"

After saying that, Qin Weijie turned over and rode Ergou, which had grown to be about the height of a tall horse, and charged into the crowd with his sword in hand.

In the cold wind, the knight who was kicked away was left alone in the wind: "Am I being robbed? Who is that kid? It's so crazy!"

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