Hail the King

The white-haired hunk Pierce separated from the crowd, strode over and glared at Oleg, cursing: "You cowardly bitch, your nonsense shakes people's hearts, I think you are clearly afraid of death... Yes, Mr. Warden, you I don’t need to be a slave anymore, but what about other civilians? Who doesn’t know the tragic fate of slaves? Rather than doing that, it’s better to die in battle..."

Speaking of this, Pierce turned his head to look at Fei, his eyes were burning with enthusiasm: "Your Majesty, please give me an order, my brothers and I would rather die at the head of Chambord than let our parents, wife and children become any Man tramples on the slave of insult!"

What Pierce said was impassioned, at this time the honest man Brook also stepped forward, knelt down on one knee, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty Alexander, like Pierce, Goethe-Bruck is also willing to fight and die for you, never Be a slave!"

Crash! Crash!

Before Brook could speak, all the surrounding soldiers and some poor people knelt on the ground.

The fate of slaves on the continent of Azeroth is worse than death—not only will they be killed and traded at will by their masters, but they will also be incorporated into the army as cannon fodder or hard labor, living a hopeless life until they die of illness or become exhausted. , Even future generations will be regarded as slaves, and basically they will never recover.

"Your Majesty, my lord, we would rather die in battle!"

The soldiers looked at the young king of Chambord City, their blood was boiling.

Fei was also affected by the scene in front of him. The worries in his heart disappeared in an instant. He was full of pride. When he was about to speak, his heart suddenly moved. He turned to look at the silent herald Bazel and asked: "Bazel, tell me, how should I choose!"

"Defend according to the danger, we should fight. It's not like we don't have a chance. I think His Majesty should fight bravely and never surrender!" Bazel said calmly.

Fei was greatly surprised by this answer.

He originally thought that this gloomy red-robed old ghost would also be a softie, inclined to surrender, wasn't that the case with all the courtiers who exercised power in previous lives? Who knew that Bazel unexpectedly stood on the side of the main combat faction, and his tone was very firm.

But Fei couldn't care less about it at this time.

He knew that it was time for him to make a final statement and make a choice, and he could not chill the hearts of these soldiers who steadfastly followed him.

With everyone's eyes on him, Fei walked to the bridge, laughed loudly and shouted down: "Did you hear my soldier's answer? Go back and tell your shit master who hides his head and shows his tail, if he wants to get Lao Tzu's Chambord City, it's like Take it with a knife and a gun like a real warrior, don't play with these vile plots that separate people's hearts, in my city of Chambord, there are only warriors who bleed and die in battle, there are no cowards who bow their knees and surrender!"

There are only warriors who bleed and die in battle, not cowards who bow their knees and surrender!

In a word, the atmosphere on the city wall is burning like a flame.

The last sentence, "There are only warriors who bleed to death in Chambord, not cowards who bowed their knees and surrendered", made the soldiers kneeling on the ground tremble with excitement. I want to yell at the sky.

under the city wall.

The faces of the four black knights all changed.

The reason why the silver-masked men engage in this unnecessary persuasion is actually to drive a wedge between the morale and unity of Chambord City, so that the royal family and soldiers and civilians can no longer be united as before, so that the army can capture Chambord City as soon as possible. Once the Nite Empire's inland plunder is delayed for too long, all previous efforts will be wasted if it is discovered by the empire.

But I didn't expect that the idiot king of Chambord City in the legend would actually use his tricks to boost his morale by persuading him to surrender... All the plans of the silver-masked man have gone bankrupt by this time.

The black knight [1] laughed out of anger.

He shook the knight's spear in his hand suddenly, and the helmet on the spear head flew out fiercely, hit the city wall with a crash, and fell to pieces.

The tip of the gun pointed at Fei at the top of the city,

The black knight [1] cursed arrogantly: "You country bumpkin who doesn't know how to praise, the master pity you, you don't want to give you a chance to live, but you have to choose to die like a pig to prove your pathetic courage... Poor worms, tremble, you will pay the price for your choice at this moment, when the city is broken, all women will be torn apart in front of you, the heads of old people and children will be piled up into mountains, and you..." His Pointing the gun at Fei, he scolded disdainfully: "Idiot King, you will be chopped into meat paste and boiled into soup to feed our war horses, I swear!"

After the black knight finished speaking, he turned his horse around and wanted to leave.

But Pierce with white hair, who was as hot as fire on the city wall, was irritated by the words just now. The white-haired hunk stood up and took the bow and arrow from the soldiers around him, and shouted: "Bastard, insult our Majesty and still want to leave? Pick me up!" arrow!"

Whoosh!

The arrows flew like arrows, whistling and shooting towards the back of the black knight.

clang--!

[No. 1] shook the knight's spear in his hand, and easily knocked the arrow away.

Looking back at Pierce, [1] grinned and said, "White-haired boy, your strength is still far behind... I remember you, just wait, after the city is broken, I will cut off your head with my own hands." Pick on this long spear!"

Pierce was only born with supernatural power, did not master fighting spirit, and was not a star warrior. However, [Number One] was already a one-star warrior a long time ago. There was an obvious gap in strength between the two. [No. 1] didn't take it seriously at all.

[1] With high toes and sharp eyes, he glanced around the city wall, laughed and walked back.

However, at this time, a sudden change occurred——

"Leave your head first!"

There was a shout from the city wall, and the sky blue brilliance flashed, and a figure leaped down from the high city wall in the air, and in an instant, the person was in the air, and the sword light in his hand burst like a star, a cold light Taking a head-on photo of [No. 1], the momentum is like a rainbow, unstoppable.

"This is……"

In an instant, the shadow of death struck, and [No. 1]'s pupils shrank instantly, and he hurriedly faced the sword light with the knight's spear in his hand, trying to escape...

but--

Click click click click!

With a series of fine and soft sounds, the hard knight's spear broke into several pieces in an instant, the blue fighting spirit burst into flames, the figure flickered a few times, and the fight was over.

Then, the figure jumped up in the air again, reached out and grabbed the stone wall in mid-air, borrowed strength, the figure pulled up again, and returned to the city wall between the rabbit rising and the falcon falling.

The whole process was clean and neat, without any muddle.

Everyone was shocked by this series of lightning acceptance.

When everyone came back to their senses, they found that figure standing on the city wall like a god, holding a head with wide eyes in his hand.

That was the head of [Number One].

And the person holding the head is Chambord city's number one master, three-star warrior Frank Lampard.

His formidable strength shocked the entire battlefield.

The entire battlefield was instantly silent.

Sudden--

Slap!

Under the city wall, the headless corpse of [No. 1] riding on a horse fell down and fell hard to the ground.

Then, a burst of blood gushed out from his neck like a fountain, quickly staining the soil red... This arrogant black knight was shouting extremely arrogantly a second ago, but a second later, he was in front of the three-star warrior. Lampard's men were decapitated before they could even survive a single round.

No one thought that Frank Lampard, who had been silent for a long time, would explode into trouble.

The unstoppable super strength of the three-star samurai is fully reflected at this moment.

tick! tick!

On the city wall, Lampard stood like a demon god, the head in his hand was dripping with blood, his eyes were wide open and full of horror, and he was dying.

"Insulting my king, smashing the negotiating helmet...Kill!"

Lampard was full of fighting spirit, and spread his voice far away. Everyone on the entire battlefield could hear it clearly, especially the last word 'kill', which resounded through the sky like the scorching sun and thunder. There was a burst of confusion in the phalanx of the soldiers in black.

According to the battlefield traditions of the Azeroth continent, even if the negotiation breaks down during the battlefield negotiation process, the helmet with the tip of the spear cannot be dropped. Otherwise, it will be a great disrespect, and it will tarnish the glory of His Highness the God of War. [No. 1] Just now he dropped his helmet and insulted the enemy king. Even if Lampard cut him off, he could only be regarded as more than worthy of death.

Fei Fei looked at Lampard and was shocked.

This is the master!

In yesterday's battle, Frank Lampard had been entangled by the enemy's three-star swordsman, Lande, and hadn't played much of a role, but at this moment just now, he was beheading the opponent's first-level samurai in the blink of an eye. Taking the head of a general among thousands of troops is like the red-faced Guan Erye who is searching for something. He is unparalleled in power and power.

Fei thought to himself that with his current strength, he still couldn't do all of this.

However, as a pretentious and habitual criminal, Fei of course refused to let go of such a great opportunity. When he saw the rare opportunity, his heart moved, he jumped onto the top of the city wall, raised his two-handed giant axe, and headed down the city wall with a dazed look. The other three black knights shouted angrily——

"roll--!!"

Fei used the barbarian's shout skill [Howl] during this roar.

The distance is a bit far, not within the skill range of [Howling], and the black knights under the city were only shocked, and did not experience the feeling of instant fear, but Fei's goal was not the three possessed skills. A black knight with the strength of a one-star warrior, but...

It's their horses.

Those horses did not have the strength of a one-star warrior.

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Khan, the update is late again today.

Last night I was struggling too much, and I was rushing to write the manuscript overnight for the morning update, so...

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