Hail the King

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At this moment, almost everyone wants to know——

Who is he?

Who will it be?

Everyone is asking themselves: what kind of face is there under the knight's visor, which is stained red and blood?

Fei slightly raised his arm.

This subtle action touched everyone's heart.

He held the hilt of the sword with his left hand, gritted his teeth, and pulled out the knight's rapier stuck on his shoulder...

Puff--!

A blood arrow shot out from the wound under the metal armor.

Someone couldn't help screaming.

This random action once again shocked countless people around.

Fei took a breath. The moment he pulled out the rapier, he was a little dizzy from the severe pain. After his breathing became smooth, he slowly took off the helmet of the heavy knight armor.

This scene, in the eyes of the people around, is like a slow motion replay.

Momentary, yet long.

Finally, the mystery was solved.

They saw the face under the helmet—a head of long black hair was wet on the forehead and face, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a heroic face, with a graceful arc drawn at the corner of the mouth, with a faint trace of smile...

"he is……"

The soldiers on the city wall seemed to be under petrification magic, forgetting to breathe and speak one by one.

Although Lampard, the three-star warrior, is calm and reticent on weekdays, he opened his mouth out of composure at this moment, not knowing what to say. As for the squadron leader of the king's guard, Brooke and others, they wiped their eyes over and over again, Couldn't believe what they saw.

It turned out to be... King Alexander!

how can that be? !

To be honest, before that, everyone had already guessed in their hearts a thousand times and ten thousand times who this warrior in heavy armor would be who descended from the sky? However, even though they imagined everyone in Chambord, including the skinny little beggars who beg along the street every day, they never considered that under the blood-stained cheeks would be the most unlucky picture. Possible faces!

The famous idiot king Alexander!

Alexander, known as the biggest shame in the three years since Chambord was a vassal state!

It was him?

How could it be him?

For a moment, the scene on the city wall was extremely weird.

Deathly silence.

The scene of Sun Fei gently taking off his helmet with a smile on his face brought people shock, even more than the previous series of Sun Fei killing the black shadow with a single axe, nailing the man in black with a flying sword, and wounding the three-star swordsman Langde with a blood bath. The shock given to them by the performance like a god is much more intense!

After nearly three or four minutes of silence, someone finally came back to his senses and shouted almost subconsciously: "Yes... King Alexander... Long live the king!"

This weak sentence immediately caused a roar in the silent crowd.

Only then did the others believe what they saw, their faces turned red, and they shouted in disbelief——

"God of War, it's really King Alexander!"

"It's really King Alexander!"

"His Majesty King Alexander saved us..."

"Long live the king!!"

"Long live the king! Long live!!"

"..."

The soldiers were boiling.

It boiled uncontrollably!

It was as if a handful of salt had been sprinkled into a lukewarm oil pan, and the scorching energy splashed out immediately. Every soldier who participated in this battle felt his blood blazing in his body, like a flame. Something is about to burst out of his body, the excitement and glory of fighting with his own king, and finally merged into a sentence and a slogan——

"Long live the king!"

This voice, like the roar of the god's mansion in the distant sky, spread far and low,

Straight to the black camp on the opposite side of Zu Lijiang under the city, they couldn't help but burst into commotion.

Fei was also roaring along with the soldiers.

But in his heart, the mouth of this beast was secretly happy.

There is no doubt that this is a classic pretense that is consistent with the outside and can be included in textbooks. He gave himself a perfect score of 100 for his previous performance.

He had every reason to believe that he had won the hearts of all the soldiers.

In order to further expand the results of the battle, Fei decided to awaken the pretender to the end, so he waved his hand lightly.

The soldiers fell silent.

Fei suddenly strode to the edge of the city wall, raised the rapier that was still in his hand dripping with his own blood high above his head, and roared again: "Chambord City...Long live!!"

A rapier that drips blood, a domineering hero, the stump of an enemy, the golden light of the setting sun, a king like a mansion...

All this caused the soldiers to boil uncontrollably again, and they raised their arms and roared along with Fei——

"Long live Chambord! Long live the king!"

"Long live--!!"

In the midst of this roar, Fei suddenly turned around, pointing the tip of his sword at the enemy's black camp in the distance, and shouted loudly: "My soldiers, come and shout with me: Fuck you bastard masters! !"

The soldiers burst into laughter.

They suddenly realized that they couldn't help falling in love with such a king, and they all rushed to the edge of the wall and shouted into the distance with laughter: "Fuck you bastard masters... bastards, I ask you to pity me!" Hello Master! Hahaha..."

All the fear and sadness about the war seemed to fade a lot at this moment.

And the distance between Fei, the fake king, and the soldiers instantly shortened a lot.

at this time--

"Alexander, why are you here?"

A pleasant female voice full of concern and anxiety in surprise came from behind.

Fei turned around.

On the stone steps of the city tower in the distance, Angela in a long purple dress was panting, holding her skirt in one hand and running up the city wall with the other, her delicate and delicate face was full of anxiety.

The little blond-haired Lolita Gemma looked annoyed, shouting loudly and chasing after her.

Fei hurriedly threw away the rapier that was still dripping with blood, turned his head and carefully wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, thinking that he would not scare that beautiful girl anymore, so he turned to meet him.

Fei walked over quickly, and supported Angela who was walking too anxiously and almost fell. The slippery and soft feeling from his hands made Fei feel agitated. Impulse in arms.

"It's too dangerous here, go back quickly!"

I don't know what happened, Angela's chest rose and fell violently, and she easily attracted Fei's attention. Small beads of sweat appeared on the girl's delicate and jade-like nose, and her fair and pretty face flushed. Tears welled up in his eyes, and the first thing he said when he saw Fei was to ask Fei to go back quickly.

Twenty minutes ago, when Angela came back with the palm print on Jima's healing face, she was surprised to find that a piece of armor in the king's hall had been cut into two pieces, while Alexander had disappeared without a trace, and she immediately became anxious.

This beautiful girl blamed herself over and over in her heart, she shouldn't have left Alexander alone in the hall.

She and Gemma searched almost the entire palace, and places where Alexander usually liked to go, but there was no result. She cried out in a hurry. When she was in despair, she suddenly heard thousands of people shouting on the wall in the distance. People were shouting 'Long live the king', and the girl ran to the battlefield without stopping, regardless of her own safety and the strong opposition of little Lolita Gemma.

Fortunately, it seemed that the battle had ended for a while, and she was among the crowd, and she saw Alexander standing there in metal armor at first sight.

"Are you injured?" Angela noticed the blood on Fei's body.

Fei smiled triumphantly, and pointed at the corpses of the black-clothed soldiers on the ground coquettishly and embarrassingly: "It's all theirs... Uh, don't look at it, those guys died very badly." Blocking Angela's sight, she didn't want this pure girl to see the bloody scene.

This simple action made Angela blush for no reason.

at this time--

"Alexander, you're almost eighteen years old, why can't you make trouble for sister Angela? Running around, don't you know how dangerous it is here? Sister Angela is crying..."

The blond-haired little loli came panting from behind, and when she saw Fei's indiscriminate youth, she got angry.

Because Alexander had always been an imbecile before, Gemma and Angela had always treated him like their little brother, so when they got anxious, Gemma directly pointed their noses at Alexander regardless of his status as king.

Fei decided to tease this cute little loli.

He deliberately pretended to be stupid, and said aggrievedly: "I'm not running around...Alexander is here to kill the enemy...If you don't believe me, look, Alexander is very powerful and has killed many enemies..."

Little Lolita got even angrier.

"How dare you say that it was shameful enough to be shot down by someone's arrow last time, and now you come here to make trouble... to kill the enemy? As long as you don't help, go back quickly, and let Sister Angela spank your ass if you are naughty !"

spanking?

Fei's expression suddenly became weird.

Did Angela spank Alexander's ass when he was disobedient?

Sun Qinshou quickly sketched in his mind the ecstasy scene of the gentle and pretty girl Angela slapping his butt with his soft and boneless hands shyly... He couldn't help but unconsciously I started drooling.

"Okay, go back quickly, Alexander, it's too dangerous here."

Angela felt relieved, she took Fei's hand, and was about to walk towards the king's palace, thinking in her heart: leave this bloody place quickly, and don't cause psychological harm to poor Alexander.

"Angela, no!"

This time, Fei sternly rejected the beautiful girl's kindness.

He stretched out his hand to gather Angela's messy black hair behind those fair and delicate ears. All these movements were so natural, without the slightest intention of taking advantage, and then he leaned into the girl's ear and whispered: "An Qi Do you remember, La, that you told me that I should be a valiant king, and now I am here with my soldiers until the enemy is beaten!"

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